#I'm sorry. the delivery is just too delicious.

[shinestarhwaa]

Ok I have something delicious that only you can do justice to.

You and Wooyoung are on a romantic getaway in a hotel and you spend the whole time naked and having sexy time. You decide you don't want to go out to get food, so you order in.

Woo gets dressed enough to go to get the food at the door, but then you come up behind him in just a sheet, flustering both Woo and the delivery boy.

San is the delivery boy.

You invite him in to have some...fun...with you and Wooyoung.

Interested?

Oh my God Anya you ain't ready

SERVED || WOOSAN

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Bf! Wooyoung x fem reader x deliveryboy!San

Word count: 2.8K

Warnings/tags: threesome, unprotected sex (wrap it up buttercup), oral sex, anal sex, m x m, fingering, aged down San (like 19 or 20 y/o), bi panic San, degrading, praise, rough sex, sir kink, breeding kink, taking pics&videos during sexual acts, double penetration, dirty talk, namecalling (whore), spit as lube m sorry

Taglist: @anyamaris @a-soft-hornytiny @whatudowhennooneseesyou @star1117-archives @wooyoungmybelovedhusband @pyeonghongrie-main @woosanbby @dreamlesswonder86 @lemonhongjoong

ENJOY!

"Gosh, you're driving me insane," Wooyoung sighed as you got off his naked, sweaty body. "I really worked up an appetite," you grinned, "sex can be a whole work out."

Wooyoung laughed and snuggled up to you, nuzzling his face in your neck. "I don't wanna go out," he sighed. You grinned and kissed his head. "Let's order some food then, champagne, pizza? Or fried chicken? Rice?"

"Hmm, get it all baby I'm hungry," he smirked. You reached out to grab your phone to call the restaurant. "Hi, this is Y/N Y/L/N from room 502, I'm calling to order food?"

"Sure, what do you want to order ma'am?"

"I'll hav-" your words got cut off by an audible gasp, caused by Jung Wooyoung diving between your legs, licking at your already abused, wet cunt.

"Are you alright ma'am?"

"Y-Yes, sorry, I uhm, I thought I saw a mouse but it was just a sock."

The person on the line and the person between your legs grinned a little, but for totally different reasons. Wooyoung lapped at your cunt, nose brushing against your clit.

"Can I have a portion of the... the fried- ah, uhm, fried chicken, t-the rice and uhm, a pepperoni pizza?"

"Anything else, ma'am?"

"Ask for extra pepperoni," Wooyoung said between sucking and licking your clit. "Woo, I don't want extra pepperoni, it's too meaty."

"Yeah, like you don't like the meat," Wooyoung scoffed, plunging his tongue in and out of your cunt.

You whined, trying to cover the phone so the man on the line wouldn't hear the vulgar sounds coming out of your mouth.

"Fine," you sighed, "could you add some extra pepperoni? And a bottle of sparkling water?"

"Sparkling water tastes like ass," Wooyoung grunted, plunging two fingers in and out of your cunt. "Y-You like ass," you spat back, making Wooyoung laugh.

"Will that be all, ma'am?"

"Yeah, great!" You sounded too happy, you knew, but you tried to hard not to moan out Wooyoung's name. Wooyoung's veiny hands covered your cunt, pumping 3 fingers in your hole.

"It'll be there in 20 minutes, ma'am."

"Great, thank you, goodnight," you said quickly, hanging up the phone as fast as you could.

"FUCK!" You moaned out when you felt Wooyoung's tongue on your clit as well. "You're a fucking menace, eating me out as I'm on the phone."

Wooyoung smirked as he flicked his tongue against your clit over and over, sending you over the edge. You came on his fingers and tongue, body shaking and spasming as he helped you through your third orgasm of the night.

Not much later you heard a knock on the door. Wooyoung got up, putting his darkblue robe on quickly and walking to the door. You covered yourself with the sheets, following him.

Your boyfriend opened the door, revealing the delivery boy, or man. "Wow," he gasped, noticing you covering your body with the silky white sheets, hair messy and make-up ruined.

"Hey ma- what?" Wooyoung said, confused. He looked behind him and widened his eyes, a blush creeping up on both his and the stranger's cheeks.

"H-hi, here's your food," San said as he handed it over to Wooyoung. "Thank you, how much do I owe you?"

Before Wooyoung could grab his wallet you stopped him. "Hi cutie," you said, scanning the guy, noticing his smile with cute dimples, the rosy blush on his cheeks and his sexybroad shoulders that did not match his shy persona.

"Uhm, hi."

"I know a way to re-pay you," you smirked. Wooyoung realized what you meant and scanned him up and down as well. "You know the money goes to the restaurant, right, Y/N?" "Well, okay, we'll give him the money but I bet you could give him a nice tip," you said, winking, "if he gives me his?"

The boy finally understood what you were implying as he saw the two of you smirk at each other. "I should-"

"Come in, yeah," Wooyoung said, taking his arm and pulling him in. Wooyoung placed the food on the table. "What's your name, cutie?" You asked, hand sliding over his arm.

The boy shivered and bit his lip. "I'm San," he said quietly. "San? That's a nice name," you smiled. "Now my sweetheart Wooyoung and I, Y/N, are very happy together but you, you could make us both even happier tonight. How does that sound?"

"I... I don't know if I should intrude-" "It's not intruding if we are inviting you, hm?" Wooyoung said, raising his eyebrow. San nodded, not able to keep his eyes off your barely covered body.

"You want me to... have sex with you? Me?" San asked in disbelief, not understanding how this was happening. "That's correct." "And you're okay with that?" San asked Wooyoung, who laughed. "What way do you swing, darling?" he asked, lifting up San's chin. "What way do I-"

San's eyes got big, breath hitching in his throat. Wooyoung smirked and let his hand glide over his chest. "Because if you only want her that's alright but... it'd be a shame to miss out on my cock in your little ass."

The delivery boy hissed as he felt Wooyoung's hand on his ass. "So you consent?" You asked. "Y-yes, please, I... I want it." "You're not a virgin are you?" "No sir," San said, shaking his head, making Wooyoung laugh. "Calling me Sir now? That's sexy, babyboy."

"Do you want that, Sir?" San asked. You weren't sure if he was being sincere or teasing Wooyoung but you knew the night would end well.

Wooyoung smirked as San removed his shoes, walking into your hotel room. He closed the door and dimmed the lights. San felt his heartbeat in his throat when both of you got closer. You let the sheets fall down on the floor, revealing your naked body to the boy.

"Gosh, you... sure are mesmerizing," San said breathlessly. Suddenly he felt Wooyoung press his clothed cock against his ass. "Undress, baby." San followed his orders, stripping until he was completely naked. Wooyoung smirked, checking out his ass. "Tiny, tight... Have you ever taken cock?" Wooyoung asked. San nodded, but his eyes were focussed on your pussy.

You had laid down on the bed with your legs spread wide open. "Wooyoungie already made me cum three times... Do you think you can help me to a four?"

The young boy nodded eagerly and looked at Wooyoung one last time before crawling onto the bed with you. The dim yellow lights made your pussy juices glisten, making San's cock harden at the sight. "Come on, I'm not gonna wait all day," you complained. Wooyoung scoffed and rolled his eyes at you. "History tells a different story."

"Shut up Wooyoung, and San, put your tongue to work. Tongue. Pussy. Now."

San nodded and moved his face closer to your heated core. He gave a few kitten licks to your clit before lapping at your pussy, licking up drizzling juices.

"O-oh my God, San!" you moaned out, grabbing a handful of his hair. "That's so good, yeah, put your tongue inside of me!"

Wooyoung smirked and stood there, arms crossed, watching you get tongue-fucked by the delivery boy. It wasn't like this was a first for you guys. Both of you liked to invite a third or fourth person from time to time. Had it been the mailman, the window cleaner or just someone from a bar.

No one was as gorgeous as San though, and no one's tongue had felt as good as San's. "Yes, right there! Fuck it, fuck my pussy with your tongue!"

San ate you out as if his life depended on it, working his tongue inside you and slurping up all the juices spilling from your needy hole. "I'm getting so close, San, gonna fucking cum, feels so good, oh God! Gonna cum!" You whined out.

It was only a matter of seconds before you felt the wave of pleasure take over you, coming on San's tongue. "Yes, yes, yes!" You gasped out loud, pulling at San's hair. The boy moaned against your pussy before pulling away, lips coated in your arousal.

"Good boy... you like giving head?" Wooyoung smirked. San turned around and saw Wooyoung loosen his robe and letting it fall to the ground, revealing his body. Wooyoung's cock was the thickest, biggest he had seen. It was gorgeous, slightly veiny and tan, slightly curved upwards. It made San nearly drool.

"Yes sir, I love giving head very much," he nodded. Wooyoung came closer to the bed, switching with San. Wooyoung sat on the edge of the bed as San got on his knees in front of him. "Please sir, may I have your cock?"

Wooyoung thought he was gonna pass out with how adorable San was being right now. He wanted to keep him forever. "You look really pretty like this San... Do you suck dick well? Are you gonna make sir feel good?"

San nodded eagerly. "Please, please I want your cock in my mouth, it's so fucking... gosh I need it, can I have it?" San begged. Wooyoung grinned. "Well you don't have to beg, sweetie, it's right in front of you."

The boy nodded and took Wooyoung's length in his mouth, your arousal still on his lips. Wooyoung swore he'd pass out, San looked gorgeous for him and he took his cock so well. "Such a good boy, suck that cock, baby," he groaned. San bobbed his head up and down his length and deepthroated, tongue flat against the bottom of his shaft.

"Yes, just like that, such a good little whore, such a good... good little whore Sanie," Wooyoung moaned out. You sat behind Wooyoung, kissing his shoulders as you roamed your hands over his chest. You took a picture of San with Wooyoung's cock down his throat, startling him. You wanted to apologize, feeling bad about not asking first, but San worked harder, clearly.

He enjoyed it.

"You like that baby, me taking pics of you with you having a fat cock in your mouth?" You smirked. San moaned around Wooyoung's dick, only trying to take more and suck better, overwhelming your boyfriend. "You like it too don't you? Having a young, pretty boy between your legs like this?" Wooyoung smirked. "Don't you too?" "Touché, babe."

You pressed your lips on Wooyoung's shortly before taking more, clearer pictures of Wooyoung's length in San's mouth. Wooyoung started to moan louder and you knew he was getting close. Wooyoung took his cock from San's mouth and started to pump it up and down quickly.

San opened his mouth, eyes pleading for Wooyoung's hot cum in his mouth. "Yeah? Do you want it? Fucking take it, little prince, take my fucking load," he groaned as he spilled his seeds on San's tongue and chin, cum dripping on his chest.

"Beautiful," you complimented him, kissing him shortly and tasting your boyfriend on the boy's lips. "Taste so good," San panted out. He was gasping for air, cock neglected and leaking onto the soft rug. Wooyoung pulled him onto the bed, laying him down with the other two of you, you in the middle.

You pressed your lips against San's as you felt Wooyoung's hands roam over your silky skin. Your lips moved against the younger boy's, hands sliding over his toned body. Your hands found his firm ass, nails digging in his skin as his tongue entered your hot mouth.

Wooyoung's tongue was warm against your neck. You felt his fingers slide between your legs, rubbing your messy core. You moaned into San's mouth, whining out shards of both boy's names.

Suddenly you felt Wooyoung's thick cock in your pussy, filling you up to the brim. You pulled away from San and moaned loudly as Wooyoung started to fuck you at a rapid pace. You noticed the phone in his hand, knowing he'd be filming this. His cock moved in and out of you so fast you swore you'd pass out. You held onto San tightly, who held you and kept kissing your lips and neck.

''O-Oh Wooyoung! San, Sanie!'' you whined out. Wooyoung grunted and kept abusing your pussy until he felt himself getting close. He then pulled out and you immediately lifted your leg, looking at San.

San wasted no time and put his cock in your pussy immediately, whining at the soft warmth. He started off slow, but moved faster gradually, shaking the bed. ''You like that, huh, fucking my wifey's pussy? Fucking a pussy that belongs to another man?''

San moaned out and held onto your hip tightly. ''Yes! Yes I love her pussy, b-best pussy!'' The two of you moaned louder as you felt him hitting your g-spot, a thing not many one-time lovers could do.

''Such a little whore, wanting her pussy and then my cock hm? Bet you want your sweet ass filled up too,'' he grunted as he slid his member inside you, together with San's. Your eyes widened as you moaned out loud.

You didn't know how to react, how to move, as you were fucked dumb by both cocks in your tight cunt. Juices started to spill out of you and you knew you were gonna cum hard ''O-oh, I'm gonna- gonna-''

''Yes, cum for us, please, cum on our cocks,'' Wooyoung moaned out, feeling your pulsating walls clench around his length. You came with a loud moan, body shuddering and shaking in San and Wooyoung's embrace. Wooyoung put the phone away, letting you know he was not filming anymore.

''O-oh that feels so good!'' San moaned out, still moving his cock quickly into your pussy. ''Don't cum, pull out,'' Wooyoung ordered as he felt San's cock pulsate against his own. San obeyed and pulled out of your wet cunt, dick incredibly hard. Wooyoung pulled out as well after riding out your orgasm. You moved away from them, knowing Wooyoung was gonna have his way with San now.

Wooyoung laid San on his back and spread his legs. San whined when Wooyoung spat on his hole and licked around the entrance. He pushed his tongue in and out while holding onto his thighs.

''Do you like that, baby? You like getting your ass eaten? Dick played with?'' you smirked as you took his dick in your hand. You licked the tip and swirled your tongue around it, teasing the younger. ''Y-yes I love it so much!'' he moaned out, grabbing onto the sheets, but they were too slippery, he had nothing to support him and so he squirmed around, making you smirk, drunk with power.

Wooyoung pulled away and smacked his dick on the younger's hole a few times before pushing it in entirely, making San moan loudly. He whined and held onto the headboard behind him. ''O-Oh sir!''

You smirked as you played with your nipples, watching Wooyoung pound his cock into the younger's hole. San moaned loudly, spreading his legs more. Wooyoung grunted and lifted San's legs over his shoulders, giving him perfect access to his tight hole.

''You're so fucking tight, I bet you have never been fucked the right way. You'll take my fucking dick, understood?''

''Y-Yes! Give it to me! Give it all to me, want your cock!'' San screamed. Wooyoung fucked him so roughly you were worried he'd split the boy into two, but seemingly San was enjoying it to the fullest. ''Such a greedy fucking boy,'' Wooyoung moaned.

''Sir, please, please please!'' he cried out, pumping his own cock. Wooyoung wasn't having it though, slapping his hand away from his length. ''You're not gonna cum because of a pathetic hand job, stupid jerk off, okay? You're gonna cum because you got my cock in your ass, am I understood? Fucking whore.''

''Yes, sir! Please, make me cum on your delicious cock, use me, I'm your fucking whore, yours, yours!'' he moaned, tears spilling from his eyes. You placed kisses in his neck as his breathing picked up, noticing he was getting close to orgasming.

''You fucking like that huh? Gosh, such a dirty boy, go ahead then, cum for me, make a stupid fucking mess,'' Wooyoung moaned as he thrusted his hips faster.

San's moans got louder until he burst, cock spilling all his seeds on his abdomen, tears over his cheeks. You were quick to lick up all of his cum, moaning at the taste.

''I'm gonna fucking cum in your ass, baby, gonna fucking breed your little ass,'' Wooyoung moaned out. His brows furrowed, trying to reach his orgasm.

''Y-yes! Give it to me! Pump me full of your seeds please, breed me! Breed me!'' San panted out. Wooyoung rutted into San faster than ever before. It took one, two, three thrusts before Wooyoung orgasmed, filling him up to the brim.

He rode out their orgasms and pulled out of San's hole. ''Statisfied, aren't ya now baby?'' Wooyoung smirked. San could barely breathe or speak, but he nodded happily.

''We should get you more often, you're a cutie. You didn't just bring food, you served ass,'' you grinned.

''I always serve,'' San panted out, grinning.

[coalswriting]

reader with a broken arm headcanons - lottie matthews

a/n - i was really unsure of what to write for this even though the person that requested gave me a descriptive prompt :')) i initially had written 500+ words of an actual fic but i scrapped it because i was really struggling to write it!! did some headcanons though so i'm sorry for any disappointment </3

(approx 1k words)

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how it happened

you broke your arm during practice.

you were trying to catch up to laura lee to steal the ball off her.

you were having an off day, having slept through your alarm and coming to school late as a result, getting written up, and detention.

you just wanted to release your frustration on the ball.

you skidded on a mud puddle and were sent flying.

you shot your arms out to try and protect your face and heard a audible crack as you hit the ground.

you were lightheaded as lottie raced to your side.

she held your hand and told you to look into her eyes and match her breathing.

you groaned at the intense pain and looked down at the source to see your arm bent in a weird way halfway down your wrist.

you blacked out from the shock.

you woke up later, at the hospital.

your parents were on holidays for a few weeks so lottie had to sign you out and drive you home.

you had a small moment of panic in the car, realising you won’t be able to handle being alone and having to take care of yourself.

lottie offered to help you out, which you were very thankful for.

of course, she’d help you! you’re her girlfriend!

lottie trying to cook for you and failing

she’s not a good cook; she’s been pampered almost all her life, so when she offers to cook for you, you grimace and insist on getting delivery.

lottie is a bit huffy at first, but finally warms up to the idea because yeah. she’s not a great cook, and she understands. you do offer to teach her a few easy recipes once you’re feeling a bit better though!

honestly, the two of you eat SO much pizza that you start longing for home cooked meals.

one day when you’re particularly tired, lottie forces you to stay at home.

you decide to go online and collate a list of easy recipes for her to cook!

think tomato sauce, burgers, curries, you even find an easy recipe for homemade bread because you think it’d be fun to watch her bake something.

once lottie comes home, you show her the list and she’s so happy that she offers to cook for you straight away!

she makes you spaghetti bolognese – the pasta is way too mushy, the sauce is very watery and too salty, and the meat is burnt but you eat all of it because she put in the effort for you and her little puppy eyes are a great motivator.

lottie’s so delighted that she offers to make dessert and you convince her that you’re too full after her delicious dinner so that she won’t borderline poison you again lol.

the dinner she makes you the next day is way better; she only steady improves as she cooks for you every day.  

helping you dress up

the first few days, you just wear pyjamas but once it’s time to go back to school, you’re a little stressed.

you don’t really have any baggy clothes so you can’t just slip the cast through the arm hole.

thank the heavens that your girlfriend is taller than you are though!! her clothes are way bigger and your wardrobe ends up consisting of her shirts and jumpers.

you show up to school one day with one of her bright pink fuzzy sweaters, much to the shock of the yellowjackets. normally you wear less … loud colours, so everyone is hit with whiplash when you sit in the cafeteria with them.

van starts calling you barbie with how much pink you wear; taissa bonks her over the head every time, but it doesn’t really bother you.

lottie always jokes about the fact that you’re wearing her clothes.

“nice jumper, babe. where’d you get it?”

“lottie. it’s literally yours. you made this joke every single day for the past week. please stop. it’s not funny.”

cue van slapping her knee and almost falling over from how hard she’s laughing.

bath time + sleeping!

the first day you’re back from the hospital, you’re all muddy and tired.

you just ask lottie to grab a wet rag and wipe your face down.

the next day, you offer the same thing, but she refuses.

“you’re gonna get all stinky, (y/n). i’ll just help you bathe.”

she then proceeds to struggle immensely trying to wrap your arm in saran wrap.

anyways, twenty minutes later, you’re in the bath with lottie.

she’s sitting behind you and she pulls you back a little, your head resting on her chest as she shampoos your hair.

you’re so relaxed that you almost start purring. almost.

this becomes a regular occurrence and you both end up spending way too much time in the bath every time, just cuddling and enjoying the warmth.

lottie starts bringing bath bombs and running bubble baths so that you two can play around.

once you’re both out of the bath and in your fluffy pyjamas, you always watch a movie or tv show.

one night, you stayed up until four am watching all the home alone movies in order. why? because you wanted to rank them from worst to best.

lottie ends up passed out with her arms draped around you and her head on your chest. you fall asleep shortly after; halfway through the third movie.

you can’t really fall asleep alone because you can’t fully cuddle your shark plushie but thankfully your girlfriend sleeps with you every night, keeping you warm and hugging you.

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you kind of get used to lottie babying you, and though you feel embarrassed about it at first, she reassures you that it’s okay because she loves you.

she’ll also get protective of you, telling people in the hallway to back off or force them to apologise to you if they bang off you accidentally.

seriously, people learn not to hurt lottie’s girlfriend.

you definitely end up becoming the princess of the yellowjackets. again, van jokes about it the most and you start playing into the title because you find it to be quite funny.

once the cast is off and you’ve fully recovered, you’re a little sad that lottie won’t be at your house every night anymore.

but!! it’s okay because she invites you to stay at hers.

she’s too used to your presence now :3c

[hotchgirlsummer]

There’s barley people on this app that make good bimbo reader! You are amazing!! Could u do one where she goes to his office for lunch and after they eat she gets sleepy so he lays her on his couch to nap and she’s like “so sleepy”

summary ⤷ There's nothing more one looks forward after lunch than napping with the love of their life.

pairing ⤷ aaron hotchner x fem!bimbo!reader

warnings ⤷ nothing but fluff! maybe some heart to heart talk?

word count ⤷ 1.6k words

a/n ⤷ no cause you are so sweet 🥺🥺🥺🥺 this took a long while to get done as february was a busy month for me. hopefully you like it!also!! to get back in the habit of writing, drabble requests are open! ☺️

masterlist

"Your food delivery's here!" Y/N giggled cheerfully as she opened Aaron's office door but her cheery expression was halted when she noticed that Dave and Emily were also in the room as they were previously discussing important; she looked at the other two agents and shot them a sympathetic look, "I'm sorry I didn't get you guys anything, can I make it up next time? Did you guys like the chocolate mousse or the cupcakes that I brought last time?"

"i liked both, I do have a craving for your chocolate mousse," Came Emily's immediate and well-thought of reply, which earned her smirking looks from the two men, "What? Y/N's a great baker and I love all of her treats."

"Aw, you're too sweet to me, Em," Cooed the younger woman and hurriedly hugged the noirette tight, "I'll bring some next time I visit here, kay?"

"As much as Emily and I would love to chat more with you, I believe there's a certain commander of ours who'll get grumpy if he doesn't ear his lunch," Rossi remarked as he took note of the rather tight-lipped expression that Hotch was wearing; Emily smirked as well once she broke off the hug and took a good look at their unit chief, "You're right, Rossi. It seems like they might even need to be put down for a nap."

Y/N waited until the two were out of the room before placing the lunch bag on his desk, making way to where Aaron was and sat comfortably on his lap, lacing her arms around his neck as she wondered, "Did you guys get a new team member?"

"What makes you say that, sweetheart?" Aaron questioned back as he busied himself with stroking her cheek as he kissed her nose before landing a sweet kiss on her lips.

"Dave was talking about a commander, do you have an army teammate?" Her cute head tilt made it hard for the unit chief to explain what Rossi really meant. Instead, he went along with her understanding by agreeing, "No, sweetheart. But wanna know a secret?"

Her cute gasp as she nodded excitedly, prompted him to reveal, "Sometime I don't really understand what Dave says. We all just go with what he says and make him think he's making sense."

Smacking his shoulder slightly, she reprimanded him, "That's mean, Aar. You be nice to Dave! Or else he won't make me anymore of his delicious lasagna." Leaning forward to press a kiss on her glossed up pout and chuckles at her, "Well don't worry, I will cook all the meals you will ever crave for."

"You are a great cook," She pondered for a bit before her eyes drifted over to the lunch bag she had carried with her, perking up in excitement as she remembers, "Oh! I brought you lunch! I made a it all healthy like you want, with produce, filer, and gains!"

As she was opening the covers of the tupperware, Hotch nodded to himself as he understood better what she was trying to convey, "Protein, fibre, and grains," He listed as he saw the chicken, eggs, banana, grapes, and some nuts. "You didn't have to go through all this trouble, sweetheart," He said, with a voice full of love as he placed a chaste kiss on her cheek.

Shaking her head as if what he said was absurd and lifting the forkful of food by his mouth, cupping her free hand underneath the fork in case some food fell off, "But I really wanted to see you, and I knew you didn't pack any lunch with you. Plus, you always cook for me and I wanted to return the favor, you know?"

Taking the bite she had prepared for him, he hummed appreciatingly as he smiled up at her, "I'll forever be grateful for this, sweetheart. It's been a while since I had a pretty girl bring and feed me lunch."

Giggling as she scooped some of the eggs and brought it to her mouth, "Just say the word and I can make this an everyday arrangement! Oh, would you need a personal assistant, Aar?"

"And no, I don't think I need one. Besides, I'd love it more if you busied yourself with your designs, sweet."

"Oh! Speaking of my designs, I worked on more today! I came up with this dress that comes down mid thigh and it has this Venus cut on the shoulders. Though for a while I struggled because I wasn't sure if I wanted the design to be simple sparkles to look like stars or have like embroidered flowers on it," It was apparent on her satisfied smile as she fed him more chicken that she was immensely proud of the result, "Can't wait to show you what it looks like once I've made it!"

"I can't wait to see it either. Maybe you can give me a fashion show hm?" Rubbing her back to settle her pent up excitement.

"Well maybe not right away, I have these shoes in mind that I wanna buy that will tie up the whole look."

As he was fed another bite, Aaron felt around for his wallet before speaking, "Why don't you take my card when you buy it?" Scoffing in mock offense, she shook her head and feed him another spoonful as if to silence him from making more silly suggestions, "Well excuse me for wanting to use my hard-earned money. You can't be the only one who will do all the spoiling of me. Or for me," She pouts as she looked up at him, "You do know what I mean, right?"

"I always do, sweetheart," He reassures which brings out a bright, toothy smile from her.

From there on out, Hotch filled her up on what the latest happenings within the team are — he of course left out the gruesome details of the cases are, but instead what the latest life updates of team members. And in return, she shared memorable interactions with her customers.

While he was recalling how Spencer pulled a prank on Derek with the help of Blake, Hotch's keen eye noticed that Y/N was scooping eggs but instead of feeding it to him, she fed it to herself.

"Hey! I thought those eggs were for me?" He jokingly scolded her when the bite of eggs went to her; as if to make up for it she gave him a big serving of the eggs before answering his question, "Well it's because I had such a busy day, Aar! I cleaned the apartment, cooked food, and I worked on some more designs!" She laid her head on his shoulder as she passed the fork to him — which allowed the unit chief to this time feed for himself as he noticed that the exhaustion of her day's activities was catching up on Y/N. "So ready for a nap, Aar."

"Yeah? Your tummy's all full so you're ready for a nap now?" While his voice was teasing her , Y/N did not register it as such and instead took it as concern for her well-being. Snuggling further into his neck while her hand busied itself by rubbing his chest lovingly, spreading warmth on his entire being.

"Can I go lay on your chest? Wanna stay with you while I nap," She was a hundred percent sure that he would give in but Hotch knew that if she did let him lay on him like this that one, work that needed to be done that day would not get accomplished which means more time not spent with Y/N and Jack. And second, it would be likely that a team member will barge in and poke at him for letting his guard down.

Against his will, he shook his head as he lifted her body in his strong arms — he smiled to himself upon feeling her snuggle close — and laid her on his office couch, he draped her with the soft, faux fur blanket her purchased after her first visit into his office and she made some comment about what will keep him warm while he works and she was not there to snuggle him.

"I won't take more than two hours and then we're out of here, okay?"

"Mmkay, I'm just gonna nap here, Aarbear. Wake me up when it's time for us to go, okay?" She immediately nuzzled herself into the blanket, leaning against his soft lips when he pecked her cheek softly.

"Sleep well, sweetheart," He muttered softly before promptly returning back to his desk; now motivated more than ever to brisk through this mountain of paperwork if he had any desire of spending his time with her and Jack for the evening like they had originally planned.

It wasn't until twenty minutes in when he had the expected visitor that took place in the form of Derek Morgan. Polite knocks followed by him entering the office, the Chicago native smirked as he spotted the sleeping form of his boss' girlfriend. "I see you got yourself a sleeping beauty," He remarked as he placed the files on the desk.

"Don't worry, I'll wake her up with a kiss before we leave," Hotch joked as he thanked him for the files he got accomplished. Taken aback with how he cracked a joke on his own, Derek replicated his chuckle and said, "Honestly though, Hotch, she's really good for you."

Putting the pen down as he took in his words and stared lovingly at her, "Not only that, but I she is the one for me, Morgan."

[fayes-fics]

Rhythm

Pairing: Benedict Bridgerton x fem!reader, Modern AU

Summary: Modern AU. Filthy talking and dancing with Benedict.

Warnings: 18+ smut, minors DNI, dirty talk, dirty dancing, dom/sub undertones, hair pulling, biting, frottage/thigh riding, female orgasm.

Word Count: 2.9k

Authors Note: This is an anon request fill (request: Benedict talking and dancing dirty, please, please, please. TY). Sorry, this is at least 4 months late Nonny. This is also dedicated to @chaoticcalzoneranchsports and @bridgertontess. Thanks to @eleanor-bradstreet for the title suggestion. i hope you all enjoy <3

You are dancing, correction, gyrating in time to the pounding music, your back pressed up against his front. He’s a tall solid presence, and there’s a large hand almost branding an imprint onto your stomach through the delicate layer of your dress. The smell of warm bodies and overpriced alcohol lingers in this hot, sticky nightclub. His name is Ben. He’s a friend of a friend—Kate’s brother-in-law. Anyway, you are tipsy and horny, and he is gorgeous with hazy eyes and a troublesome smile. You push back into his crotch and roll your hips, the message unmistakable. Uncaring who is watching, the rest of your friends have already left.

“Are you always so forward?” the voice that rumbles in your ear is resonant, well-spoken and tinged with an edge of something that fizzles right to your core.

You twist your head to place your lips near his ear. “No, there’s just something about you… sir,” knowing that the last word is loaded, you are provoking him, seeing if he’ll be into playing. It’s been ages since you had a night of passionate kinky sex, and he looks like sin incarnate in expertly tailored trousers and an even better-fitting shirt.

“So, is that what you are into? Hmm?” His other hand grabs your throat, forcing your head back so you look up at the ceiling. “I could give you exactly what you need right now,” he intones, the delivery now more gravelly.

You throb inside your underwear, and your nipples pebble hard, rasping your bra with delicious friction. Oh, hell yes, he is into it.

“Tell me more,” you stutter out, utterly enthralled, the pressure on your windpipe just the right amount of danger to make your body sing, bodies rubbing deliciously against each other. He has read you like an open book. 

His lips brush the shell of your ear, warm and plush. 

“If you call me sir, I assume you want a name too? And I think I know what you like to be called,” he begins, his voice pitched low so it reverberates in his chest pressed into your spine; that hand slides away from your neck to your bare shoulder. “I think you like to be called a good girl,” his fingers trail down the length of your arm, igniting little tracks of fire over your skin. “Especially when you are doing unspeakably filthy things. If I'm right, press your fingers between mine,” he adds as his hand covers yours at your side.

He huffs victorious as you lace your fingers into his.

“Oh, good girl,” he praises as you shudder and shift your stance wider, wrapping your other arm backwards, looping your hand around his strong neck, fully rotating your hips in circles with the beat, hypnotised by the potent crackling energy between you.

“I felt that delightful little shudder,” he murmurs, his breath so hot on your ear. “Let's see if we can make you do it again, shall we?” your bodies moving together in a sinful, sinuous motion.

You just nod gently. 

He tugs at your dress so it is tight over your breasts. “Look at your gorgeous nipples, so hard. Are they aching? Does every move of fabric over them make you want to moan?” His voice is deadly, making them pebble almost painfully under the restrictive pull he has created. You want his tongue to soothe them. “Oh, such a sensitive one, eh? Do you like light brushes of thumbs, or do you prefer to have them squeezed between fingers, hmm?” He pauses, waiting for your response,

“Squeezed,” you admit on a deep exhale.

 He makes a noise. “Mmm, I thought so. You like just a little bit of discomfort, don’t you?”

“Yes.” 

“Hard sucks rather than gentle licks,” he guesses, again correctly. “Perhaps some teeth too. Do you want me to bite your nipples?” 

“Yessss,” you hiss, mesmerised as he gets on a roll.

“Are you ticklish?” He feathers fingers down your side, easily felt through the thin fabric. And you attempt to wiggle away, but his hold is too firm. “Oh, definitely ticklish,” he concludes with a chuckle. “When I run my fingers, mouth and nose down your body, I will enjoy making you giggle and squirm under me” — more debauched promises that catch your breath. 

His hand lands heavy on your diaphragm and smears down to your belly, the heat, strength, and sheer size making your breath catch. 

“And what will I find when my tongue sinks below here?” he asks, his little finger slipping into your belly button through the fabric. “Will I be able to smell your arousal? Hmm?“ You stutter as his tone slips into an even lower register. “Because I'm pretty sure I can smell a trace of you right now, and it’s delicious.” 

He kisses that spot on your neck that turns you to putty as the hand slips lower to the space below your belly button, and the heel of his palm digs in as his hips surge forward. There’s no mistaking what is pressed onto your left bum cheek. It makes your breath catch, and you ache to see, touch, and maybe even taste it.

“How wet are you right now?” he buzzes, his breath dusting your earlobe as he takes it into his mouth and bites gently.

“Very,” you whisper back, almost unheard.

“I want to slide my fingers between your legs and feel it,” he sighs, “but perhaps that is too much for such a public space. I will just have to keep talking and dancing with you in this delightful manner.”

Part of you wants to grab his hand and haul him into a taxi; take him back to yours right now. Another part wants to lean back into him and listen to that sonorous voice spout filthy things, the delicious promise of what could transpire as arousing as the possible reality.

“Please do,” you croak out and feel the curl of his confident smile on your cheek. 

You know people are stealing judgemental glances at the two of you, dancing so dirty, limbs entwined, and heads together. But the cocktails are making you carefree, hedonistic, uncaring of what others may think, just hunting the euphoria of chemistry and connection.

“I want to taste you so bad,” he breathes, “wrap my arms tight around your thighs, bury my face into that delicious scent and run my tongue between your legs until you scream, and I have to hold you down as you squirm so damn hard for me.”

You feel your core pulse as he says it, and your clit throbs heavily. Desperate for friction.

“Oh god…” the whisper leaves your lips before you can stop it.

“What? What is it?” his tone breathy and decadent.

“I'm so turned on,” you gasp, wishing you could hide it but can't. “I'm aching.”

He makes a noise that is deep and wanting, and he spins you in his arms, so you face him. There is a sheen across his forehead, his pupils blown wide, and a vein in his neck jumps. He dips slightly lower, slotting a leg between yours as you sway to the music. When he straightens up again, the meat of his quad muscle is pressing up onto your clit, and you gasp as he smirks at you. He holds your hips and drives you up and down his upper thigh, taking your weight and making you see stars.

“How's that?” he crows, knowing just how much you like it by the hitches in your breath and how you claw at his shirt.

“Holy fuck,” you mutter, as his grin gets wider and he presses his cheek to yours.

“Tell me what you like, how you like sex to be.” 

“I… I like it a little desperate, you know?” you murmur, feeling his heartbeat thrumming in his temple. “When you just can't handle it, and things get ripped off bodies. Maybe a little biting and perhaps a touch of rough treatment, just a little bit.” You've never admitted to a virtual stranger where your proclivities can range if the choice is there.

He hums approvingly as his movements mirror yours. “So you want me to rip off this lovely silk dress?” he asks, trailing a single warm finger down your spine. 

“Yes, please,” your reply is instant.

His teeth open on your neck and press lightly over your jugular, and fire runs in your veins. Your knees suddenly feel weak, and you bear more weight onto his thigh, riding it almost unashamed.

“Oh, look at this,” he chuckles darkly, “I've found your little obedience switch. You really do like to be bitten, don't you?”

You nod as the grip on your hip becomes a rough squeeze, digging into your flesh. “You want fingerprints on your hipbones?” 

“Yes, sir,” you answer languidly, under his thrall now.

The hand moves lower and round to the globe of your bottom. He pulls it away a fraction, then spanks your cheek; you moan so loud he tenses slightly.

“Shhhhhh, my dirty little girl,” he orders low and deadly, “I can see how much you really like a spanking.”

The music changes track to something with a sinful pulsing bass beat, and your bodies move together in a new rhythm.

“What would you do to me?” you murmur desperately into his warm skin, breathing in his citrus and woodsy cologne. “If I took you home right now, what would you do?”

“Do you want to find out, or do you want me to tell you?” the glittering promise in his voice is so beguiling.

“Both,” you exhale, and his lips finally meet yours. He invades your senses, a long deep, drawing kiss that steals your breath and has your tongues dancing together in a way that makes you feel even more intoxicated. This time on him, as much as the alcohol.

“Everything I've already told you and so much more,” he promises, sotto voce over your lips. “I would make you a screaming, soaked mess with my tongue, and then I would fuck you. Yes, fuck. I know you have had sex; you've probably even made love. Not like this,” his tone is smokey and dark.

The throb in your underwear is unbearable, and you feel yourself leaking out of your tiny underwear and onto his expensive trousers. You know he will sense it, seeping into the fabric separating your skin. And by god, you want him to feel it, hoping it will goad him even more. 

“How will you fuck me?”

“What is your favourite position?” he queries hotly.

“Anything that feels deep,” you confess honestly.

“I can tell that's a truthful answer because you subconsciously bit the corner of your lip after you said it.” he breathes over your cheekbone, your body still moving in tandem. “And, may I say, quite the most excellent answer. I'm sure it feels sublime to be buried deep in your body.”

At this point, it feels like he plans to torture you with filthy, murmured promises all night and something in your snaps—no longer able to withstand the tension boiling between you, making each touch feel like liquid fire.

“For god sake, please just make me come,” you beg. 

“Right here?” he checks.

“Yes.”

He growls and grabs a clump of hair at the base of your neck, forcing you to look up into his eyes. “Are you going to ride my thigh until you come, you dirty little girl?” he inquires, the other hand insistent on your lumbar spine, ensuring you are grinding hard.

“Yes, as long as you keep talking, god, please never stop talking,” your whole body shuddering again at the intensity coiling deep inside you. His lopsided smirk is prideful and devastating, like you just gave him carte blanche to destroy you.

“I never did tell you how I would fuck you, did I?” you shake your head and keep sliding on him, a vice-like grasp on his right shoulder and your left hand on his shirt bunched in your grip. “I’ll start slow,” he begins, “slow and shallow at first; get you used to me.” His tone is dripping with the confidence of a man with a sizeable cock, which, to be fair, seems accurate based on the bulge you graze every time you slide up his thigh. “Then I’ll go deeper, see if you can take me all in; I hope so because I can’t think of a place I want to be more than buried to the hilt in you. I'll hold just long enough for you to enjoy being so full, and then I will start moving again. All the way out to the tip, then thrust back in.” 

You are panting against his cheek as he rumbles such detailed filth, snagging your clit over his thigh, drunk on him, on the mental pictures he builds.

“Slow out, fast in, kissing you over and over, swallowing the noises you're making as you take all of me. Then I'm going to experiment with angles, see if I can hit somewhere that makes you see stars, curse, cling to me, beg me to make you come,” he moves one hand to cup your jaw as he talks. “Then that's what I will put all my efforts into, hitting that spot over and over and over,” his thumb sneaks into the corner of your mouth. You don't dare look anywhere but deep Into his blown pupils. “As you get so desperate, all fingernails and teeth, clenching my cock so hard as you say filthy things teetering in the edge until I touch that little clit of yours, and you break screaming. But I don't want to come yet. I have to fight that urge, hold everything back… because guess what?”

“What?” you pant.

“I want to do it all over again. Build you up and take you over another edge. It won’t take long, especially with my thumb on your pulsing engorged clit, even as you thrash because you’re still too sensitive there. But you will; before you know it, you’ll be coming again. Trembling this time, quieter but no less powerful. I’ll be watching your eyes roll back, your lips call my name and that? That is when I’ll let myself come with you, buried deep as you babble and milk me with your little aftershocks.” 

No one has talked to you like this before, so brazen, so filthy, so matter of fact about something so private in such a public arena. And you can’t get enough. The hand on his chest straying down over his cock, the heat and girth taking you by surprise. You may well need some build-up to take him all in, and you just know he will be able to hit every spot you like without even trying, and damn if that doesn’t make you flood even more.

He groans heavily. “Do you like what you feel?” he murmurs hotly in your ear, and you nod vigorously. “Good. You are soaking my leg, my good girl; it’s taking all my willpower not to bend you over right here.”

You whimper at that idea, moving faster; the thick muscle there is just the perfect stimulation you need. You couldn't care less about any audience you may have; it's probably heightening the experience.

“Bite me,” he encourages you, sounding almost winded. “Go on, leave your mark on my neck.”

You want to. So much. Something about the sturdiness there and the bulge of his Adam’s Apple makes it impossible to resist.

So you do. You straighten up, and with your fingers still splayed on his cock you sink your teeth lightly into the cord of his neck as you ride his leg, one of his hand snaking between your bodies to pinch your nipple hard. Its all the catalyst you need to hurtle you over the edge. Your clit burns white-hot as you break, screaming your release into his delicious-tasting skin, his other fingers leaving bruises on the crest of your hipbone as you jerk and spasm on his quad muscle.

“Oh fuck yes, darling girl,” he gusts, utterly impressed and aroused, “fuck you are amazing. Don't you dare stop,” he groans, surging his cock against your fingers now.

You can scarcely believe you are coming in front of so many people, wrapped around him like a vine, your feet barely touching the ground as he heaves you over his leg, and you convulse, feeling the tingles of ecstasy firing in every synapse and shooting out to your fingers and toes. 

“Ben, Ben, Ben,” you chant his name, abandoning the sir, muffled into him. He groans harder, letting you ride out the last of the wave until you slump against him, breathing laboured, your whole body still fizzing, knowing you would break all over again with just a touch of fingers.

“We are leaving right now,” he growls, “I need to be inside you within twenty minutes, or I will die.” 

“But my place is further than that,” you slur, pouting, still leaning on him.

He chuckles into your hairline. “Good thing mine isn't. How does ten minutes sound?”

“So fucking wonderful,” you pull back and smile up at him, sated.

“I couldn't agree more.”

And you couldn't be happier when he picks you up, winds your legs around his waist, and stalks out of the club.

And you couldn't be happier when he picks you up, winds your legs around his waist, and stalks out of the club. 

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[harunayuuka2060]

Food delivery: Here's a reply from Mr. Beelzebub.

MC: Th-Thank you...

Food delivery: If you don't need anything, I will go now.

MC: ...

MC: *reads the message card* *and their heart almost skipped a beat*

"Let's meet at the amusement park. It's a bit cold today, so please wear something warm. — Beel"

MC: ...

MC: *smiles*

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Belphie: Beel? Where are you going? You're quite dressed.

Beel: I'm going to meet MC.

Belphie: !!!

Belphie: Like personally?

Beel: Yes.

Mammon: Oi, Beel! Here are the extra coat you asked for.

Beel: Thank you, Mammon. I'll just pay you later.

Mammon: Wha— You're not planning to give it back?!

Beel: I could lend MC my coat, but it would be too heavy and big for them.

Mammon: *clicks tongue* Fine. Suit yourself.

Satan: Beel? Don't forget to bring the snack basket.

Beel: Yes.

Asmo: What's in there, Satan?

Satan: Foods with different textures.

Beel: I'm going now. I don't want to be late.

Levi: Good luck! I'm rooting for you!

Belphie: Levi, it's not a date.

Levi: It's not? But Beel looks handsome than ever. *confused*

Asmo: Maybe it's really a date~.

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MC: *waiting for Beel in front of the amusement park's gate, carrying a huge snack basket*

MC: *smiles in relief* *glad that they still have their recipe book and they had enough time to make different variants of pastries for Beel*

Beel: MC?

MC: !!!

MC: B-Beel?

Beel: *starts running towards them*

MC: *is taken aback* Wh-Why—

Beel: *drops the basket he's carrying and hugs them*

MC: ...

Beel: *looks at them and beams* Have you been waiting?

MC: *blushes* I— No... I just arrived.

Beel: *remembers his basket* Oh shit— *goes to pick it up*

MC: *confused*

Beel: I'm sorry. I have brought you a snack basket— *noticed that they have one too*

MC: ...

Beel: ...

MC: *panics* Th-This is for you! Please accept it!

Beel: Oh... Thanks. Here's for you.

MC: ...

Beel: ...

MC and Beel: *both laugh*

Beel: *stops just to stare at them for a moment while smiling*

MC: *smiles at him* Thank you, Beel.

Beel: *nods* By the way, how are you feeling?

MC: H-Huh? Ah, well... I-I'm doing great as always.

Beel: ...

Beel: *looks at the amusement park* I just thought of this place randomly so...

Beel: Is there any place you would want to go instead?

MC: Huh?

Beel: *blushing lightly*

MC: ...

MC: Can we go... to the best place you ever had?

Beel: *eyes widened* *then smiles* Okay.

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MC: *feeling embarrassed* B-Beel? Y-You can put me down. I can walk.

Beel: *carrying them in his arms*

Beel: The road is steep. Please hold onto me.

MC: But— *the gravity made their body lean closer to him*

MC: *blushes in embarrassment*

Beel: See? You're going to roll down if you walked by yourself.

MC: O-Oh... I u-understand now.

Beel: And we're about to finally reach the top.

MC: *starts to see fireflies flying around them*

Beel: *smiles* This is my special place.

MC: *just looking at him, amazed how the lights illuminate his face*

Beel: *staring at them back with the same kind of awe*

MC and Beel: *realizes both what they're doing, immediately looked away*

Beel: *carefully puts them down*

MC: This place is wonderful.

Beel: Hm. It's called the plateau of lights.

Beel: MC, you can sit here.

MC: ???

Beel: *sits on the ground with his legs crossed* *pats his lap*

MC: It's okay! Y-You don't need to!

Beel: *smiles softly* Come.

MC: ...

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MC: *got finally convinced to sit on his lap*

Beel: It's getting colder. Here. Wear this. *wrapping the coat around them*

MC: Thank you...

MC: ...

MC: Beel? Aren't you being too nice for someone you have just met?

Beel: Aren't you being too nice for sending me delicious food everyday? *smiles*

MC: *chuckles* Right.

Beel: And to answer your question, I feel comfortable with you.

MC: ...

MC: *nods* I feel the same.

Beel: ...

Beel: *cuddles them*

MC: Beel—

MC: *noticed that he's crying*

Beel: I should've met you sooner.

MC: *realizing just now*

MC: I'm sorry... I'm sorry for hurting you this way.

Beel: *shakes his head* Don't say that. *his hug tightens*

Beel: You have been making me happy. And you should know that.

[mossywriting]

Someone walked past me carrying a delicious smelling pizza today so here's a Kalluzeb pizza AU I guess

Kallus is a corporate man whose whole life revolves around his job. He doesn't have a lot of time to cook, nor does he really want to. After working himself to the bone on a project he falls sick and has to stay home for a few days, and as he's used to eating out for most of his meals he doesn't have a lot of things at home to cook for himself.

He tries to find a restaurant online from where he can order breakfast, but the only place he can find that delivers anything before noon is a local pizzeria, and well... Kallus is hungry. So pizza it is.

It doesn't take long before there's a knock on his front door, and Kallus is surprised to find it's not the usual bored, dead-eyed teenager carrying his pizza, but a tall man his own age. A man tall enough to look down on him, and who is wearing a dreadful jacket covered in tacky pizza-emojis, whose sleeves were just a bit too short to hide the tattoos covering his arms.

If Kallus' throat hadn't been dry from coughing so much he would have swallowed.

"Hey, I'm from the Bahryn Pizza. I got you your special with..." The tall, handsome man looks at the note in his hand. "Extra pineapple, extra garlic, and... anchovies?" As he is reading the note, his voice turns it into a question and he looks at Kallus as if he's expecting him to question all of his life choices.

Kallus doesn't blame him. That all sounds horrendous. He groans. "No- I, I mean, yes..." He drags a hand down his face. "I did order extra garlic, but the text on your website kept... changing places so I suppose it turned my tomatoes into anchovies." He coughs and turns away, hiding his face in his elbow.

"Shit, sorry," Kallus hears the delivery man say. "Thought they'd fixed that bug."

Kallus snorts. "Would have been nice." He holds out his hand toward the pizza. "But I'm starving so I'll eat whatever right now, even... that."

The delivery man scratches behind his head. "You sure?"

"I've had worse. I think."

"Okay... But I won't charge you for it. We messed up, so, it's on us."

Kallus blinks. "Thanks. That's... nice of you."

"No problem. Looks like you have other stuff to deal with than having to pay for this."

Great. Do I look that bad?

"Just a cold, this'll help me get through it." Kallus takes the pizza with a wry smile.

The delivery man laughs. "Alright, good luck with that." He begins to turn away but then seems to think better off it. He stops and turns back, pulling out a folded flyer from his back pocket. "Our phone number is right here. Next time you want something you can give us a call. Ask for Zeb and I'll make sure to get your order right."

As Kallus accepts the flyer, their fingers touch. A small spark moves through his body.

"And you'll deliver it too?" Kallus asks, and a little too late he notices how his smile has turned a little too friendly for the occasion.

It's Zeb's turn to blink. Then a wide smile graces his face. "Depends. Will I get a good tip?"

"Depends. Will the pizza be edible?" Kallus can feel himself losing himself in the conversation as well as the man's contagious smile.

"I'll see to it personally."

"Well, here's to hoping I'll make it through this one so you can make me a better one someday." Kallus fights the urge to sneeze. He will not sneeze in front of this man.

"Looking forward to it..." Zeb looks down at the delivery note before looking up again. "Kallus."

"It's Alexandr, actually." The words slip out of his mouth even before he can consciously decide whether they are a bad idea or not.

"Alright, Alexandr." Judging from the way Zeb says his name it had been a fantastic idea. "Try to enjoy our pizza and give me- us a call when you want another one."

"I will." And with a small wave and too big a smile, he closes the door on Zeb. The warmth on his face has nothing to do with the fever.

Kallus calls for another pizza the moment his fever is gone.

[finkinthisfrew]

Anything (Pt.42)

I rolled over in bed, the pounding in my head waking me from my deep, dreamless slumber. I squinted my eyes open in Matty's too-bright bedroom to find my blank phone screen staring back at me where I left it propped up on Matty's side of the bed. I reached one hand out to grab my phone, and the other to clutch my throbbing headache. 

Good morning angel <3 I'm sorry I couldn't be there with you when you woke up, but I'll call you once we land- just boarding now. Love you to bits xxxooo

P.S. there's painkillers in the cabinet above the sink in the kitchen if you need <3 

As I read Matty's texts I flashed back to the memory of his charming smile last night when I drunk called him. I so wished I could be waking up next to him right now, but it was likely for the best as I opened my camera to check the state of my face. My makeup was smudged and my hair stuck up in every direction but down. I checked the time and saw I had a half hour before I had to leave for my studio booking. I sprinted to the kitchen to down some painkillers, chugged a few glasses of water, then hopped into the shower, scrubbing myself clean.

Once I locked the door to Matty's flat behind me and stepped out onto the street, I felt rejuvenated, my headache a faint discomfort now. Just as I was about to descend down the stairs to the tube, my phone rang.

"Good morning, baby," I answered with a smile.

"Good morning to you my angel," he said. I could hear his smile in his voice. "How are you feeling? Are you doing okay?"

"I'm doing okay, actually," I answered honestly. "I felt pretty rough when I first woke up, but I think that was mostly due to the fact that I had to wake up in your bed without you," I teased sadly as I leaned with my back against the concrete wall at the bottom of the stairs, avoiding the swarm of people exiting the station as I daydreamed about waking up in bed together.

"Tell me about it..." Matty mumbled in agreement. "It's a miracle I got out of bed this morning- it should be a crime for us to wake up in separate beds."

I couldn't help but laugh, and his little giggle on the other end of the line made my heart swell.

"But you're feeling okay, darling? Do you need anything?" he asked, soft care seeping into his voice.

"I'm okay, I took some of those painkillers and a shower when I got up. I didn't have time for breakfast because I'm running late for the studio- I actually was just about to get on the tube when you called. Do you mind if I call you when I get there, actually? Will you have some time to chat while I work?" I asked as I hovered next to the entrance to the subway.

"Yes of course," Matty responded warmly. "I have loads of time until sound check that I was just planning on spending in bed anyways. I'd love to get some quality time in together today if you'll have me- tonight's going to be a bit of a busy one."

"That sounds perfect." I couldn't help the giant smile on my face. "I'll call you in a bit. I love you, Matty," I said softly.

"I love you too, Anna," he replied tenderly.

Begrudgingly, I hung up the phone and ran into the station, luckily catching a train just before it left. 

Once I got off at my stop, I spent my walk from the station catching up on emails. Just as I finally sat down on the couch in the once again sweltering studio to finish up my last email for the day, the doorbell to the studio rang. Knowing I was here alone today, I walked over to answer it, curious as I knew it was Sunday and the postman wouldn't be coming today.

"Delivery for Anna?" said the teenage boy with a mouth full of braces as the door swung open, handing me a large brown paper bag.

"Oh," I said, confused. Before I could say anything else, the boy turned and walked over to the lone car parked in the lot.

As I shut the door behind me and walked back down the hall with the delicious smell of sausages wafting from the bag, I reached into my pocket, knowing exactly who was to blame for this.

"Hi, darli- oh! You got it already! That was so quick!" Matty said, a look of happy surprise on his face as he saw me holding up the grease-stained bag to the camera. He looked so adorable, tucked up in his new hotel room bed with his hoodie up, looking incredibly cozy. I wished I could climb into his bed and snuggle up in his arms.

"You didn't have to do this," I began, my cheeks flushing.

"But I wanted to," he interrupted me, a proud smile tugging at his lips. "I know you didn't get a chance to eat, and I thought it would be nice to have breakfast together," he said as he flipped the camera around to show off a tray full of various breakfast items on his bed, clearly from room service. "I wish it could've been breakfast in bed for you..." he began, "Well fuck, as long as we're wishing, I wish it could be breakfast in my bed together..." His face fell slightly as he spoke, but he quickly replaced it with a warm smile, "But this is the next best thing. I remember you telling me you wanted to try that new brunch place- the one close to your flat, so I ordered you a couple of things from there so you can choose your favourite- then you'll know what to get when we go back together!"

I shook my head in disbelief as I ripped open the bag to find several large boxes.

"Matty! This is way too much food!" I gasped as I opened each of the boxes to discover one with a full breakfast, one with eggs florentine, one with Belgian waffles covered in whipped cream and strawberries, and one with some sort of spicy-looking hash. It all made my mouth water from how delicious it looked, I had no idea what to start with.

"Nothing's too much for you, Anna," Matty said promptly. "Now tell me more about last night," he said as he sipped on his coffee.

"I'm sure you heard enough last night- god, how awful was I?" I said as I cringed inwardly, remembering how drunk I was.

"Not awful at all," Matty said, his eyes dancing playfully from behind his mug. "In fact, I learned that I need to get you drunk more often because I was utterly besotted by you."

"Oh god," I groaned, clutching my face in embarrassment. "That's so embarrassing..."

"Not at all, you were adorable. Very lovey dovey- and I adored every minute of it. I particularly liked when you told me I'm your favourite..." he said with a bashful grin before popping a forkful of potatoes into his mouth.

"At least I can rely on drunk Anna to be honest with you..." I mumbled as I began to cut off a piece of waffle.

"So it's true?" Matty asked, his voice tentative as he nervously fiddled with the end of his fork.

"That you're my favourite?"

Matty nodded nervously.

"Matty," I sighed gently, "favourite doesn't even begin to cover it." The corner of Matty's mouth turned up as I continued, "I think I could meet every living being on this planet- no, in the universe, and no one could even come close to you."

Matty propped his head up, his palm hiding his mouth as he looked at me wordlessly in the camera.

"You're the one, Matty," I said softly. "My one."

I watched as Matty blinked tears from his eyes. I put my fork down and we sat looking at each other for a bit.

"Sometimes..." he whispered, his voice cracking. He cleared his throat and started again. "Sometimes it all feels too good to be true... and I can't believe that you could ever love me as much as I love you. I know that's not true, but I really love you more than any words could ever describe and... fuck I miss you, Anna..." he said before turning his head to the side, hiding the fresh wave of tears that hit him.

"I miss you too, Matty," I said as my own eyes began to brim with tears. "So much..."

"Can I have a cuddle," Matty asked quietly.

I sat and stared at the phone sadly, upset that I couldn't give him the hug he needed.

"I would if-"

"Just cuddle the phone with me," he interrupted me. "Please? I know it's silly... I just..."

"Hey. Of course, baby," I cut him off softly. I nodded at him encouragingly and watched as his phone moved closer to his chest, the screen eventually turning black. I picked up the phone and brought it to my chest, pressing it tightly against my heart. I squeezed my eyes shut and replayed the memory of our last kiss, the way his arms enveloped me in his warmth. I could almost feel him here with me.

"I love you so much, Anna," I heard him whisper from my phone.

"I love you too, Matty," I whispered back.

After several minutes of holding our phones close to our hearts, I heard Matty coughing, trying to clear his throat of the lump that had formed from his crying. I hated to see him upset. Then as I looked back down at my phone, I remembered something that would maybe cheer him up.

"Well, you'll be overjoyed to know," I started, smiling at his tear-stained face as it reappeared on my screen, "that Juliette made me promise I'd go out dancing with her tonight, so the chances of you receiving more of those drunk texts you love so much are pretty high..."

Matty's face lit up with a big smile, making my stomach tumble.

"With lots of selfies?" Matty, his tone hopeful as his eyebrows raised.

"Depends on how much I drink," I replied honestly with a giggle.

"Oh please?" Matty begged, his eyes wide and puppy dog-like.

I rolled my eyes as I laughed.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd think you enjoy humiliating me," I groaned in response.

"There's nothing humiliating about sending your boyfriend photos of yourself so he can gawk and drool over them and then show them off to his friends so he can brag about how devastatingly beautiful you are," Matty replied with a frown.

"You show people pictures of me?!" I replied in horror.

"All the time," Matty said as if it was obvious. He smiled at my cheeks which grew redder by the second. "Just the ones you've posted publicly though. I promise I haven't shown anyone that adorable selfie you sent me yesterday," he reassured me comfortingly before a devilish smile tugged one corner of his mouth as he continued, "though I did make it my lock screen, so I'm sure someone will see it soon enough..."

"MATTY!" I yelled in shock. I hid my face in my hands, my cheeks now a bright scarlet from embarrassment. I could hear Matty chuckling on the other end.

"I'm only joking with you," he said, and I peeked through my fingers to find him smiling at me cheekily. "I know you'd have my head for doing that, so it's still the same one as before. I just like to see you blush for me- I'm sorry if I made you panic."

I groaned again into my hands. Eventually, I resurfaced and gave him my finest scowl.

"I'm not sure you deserve another selfie after that," I said haughtily as I resumed cutting my waffle.

"Oh please, Anna," Matty whined as his face fell into a look of distraught. "You can't cut me off like that- I'll get withdrawals," he said miserably with sincerity.

"After one drunken selfie?" I said, unable to hold back the giggle that erupted from me.

"I don't think you realize just how cute that selfie was..." Matty shook his head, and we both lost ourselves in laughter at that, tucking back into our breakfasts and chattering away happily late into the afternoon.

[boombox-fuckboy]

Hello, I wanted to ask if you know any unpopular podcasts with robots/AI characters that are important to the plot. Sorry if my english is bad.

I'm late to answer, here's 10 less popular audio drama with plot-important AI:

Erraticus*: Three people, one who's not a bomber, and one who's not an AI, who find themself on the same ship headed for the outer rim and directly into a conspiracy. Erraticus features an AI-like entity, though how they differ from one remains to be seen. The podcast is on hiatus and releases at the creator's own whims.

InCo: An interstellar information trader and her peppy bot find a mysterious boy floating in the middle of space and are drawn into more trouble than usual. I recommend this one a lot but for good reason.

Marsfall: A colony set to settle Mars wakes up mid-disaster to a very different situation than expected. This has one of my favourite AI but he has such a rough time of it you may want to get up and pace. Crisp sound design. Possibly too popular to be on this list but it doesn't get talked about much so who knows.

Lost Terminal: Hopepunk podcast following a lonely AI in a space station orbiting above a post-climate catastrophe Earth who just wants to make some friends. It takes a thoughtful and respectful look into mental health surrounding loneliness, anxiety, depression, DID, OCD, etc, and discusses many other interesting topics, such as D&D, radio, orbital mechanics, and plants.

The Mistholme Museum of Mystery, Morbidity, and Mortality: The only podcast on this list that isn't true sci-fi (new weird/weird fiction, supernatural). Friendly tour guide AI leads you through the Mistholme museum, showing you each item and telling you the stories behind them. It takes a while for the plot to start up, but I doubt you'll be bored in the meantime.

Tartarus: Sci-fi horror about an insecure astrobiologist who joins the the staff of a secret Antarctic monster containment facility, which consists of her, the tearse manager, and the ever-creative station AI. Only a few episodes out so far, but part 2 isn't far off.

Trial and Error: Scientist researching spontaneous sentience conducts interviews with various AI about their previous existence and functions. While the only AI who's there consistantly is Qwerty (who's anyway endearing), there are AI every episode (interesting mix of human and computer-generated voices), and some are more plot relevant than they initially seem. Currently on hiatus without a return date.

Under the Electric Stars: Desperate to secure the parts they need to fix their AI companion, a delivery driver's attempt at a heist finds them swept into a world of shady medical experts, aspiring gangs, and the occasional treasure hunt.

ROGUEMAKER: After a commercial space-flight experiences a major disaster, the survivors are left floating alone in the escape pods in a quiet part of space, with only the AI (who can't hear them), intermittent radio connections to the other pods, and snippets of stray broadcast for company. One of two podcasts that started airing since you sent this (the other being The Vesta Clinic (below), ROGUEMAKER is exceptionally well made.

The Vesta Clinic: As mentioned above, The Vesta Clinic is also very new, and very enjoyable. The Vesta Clinic consists of audio clips as the newest doctor and the clinic AI write and edit patient reports to send off. it showcases delicious chunks of alien design in a medical clinic setting, comfortable yet interesting, a combination I personally am very fond of.

[splendontcore]

Disclaimer: this was originally to be a little animatic...but it would be kind of complicated because of the music, the illustrations and because original script was 24 pages long, so i decided to make a fanfic instead. Sorry for any misspelling/grammar error, im still learning!

Special delivery!

It's sunday at Happy Tree Town. June 18th, 2006, fathers day! The low population of this insignificant place with such impressive green architecture was surely celebrating this important date. Who wouldn't be grateful for their father's existence? They didnt just give permissions when mom's doesn't want to, but also carrying you in the good path. Guiding every instance of your life and helping you to take good desicions...However, its a whole spectrum. Theres good dads, for example Petunia's dad, Mr. Kirainai; a hardworking business man who always mind about his family and cares that much about her only daughter that he even created a spot for her in the company which she is going to run someday, what a great heart he has! A dad would do anything for their children after all! But there's also bad dads, Tommy's dad could nail the subjet really well; Mr. Graff... he's at jail, some people especulate the reason was some domestic disputee that ended up with Tommy's older sister taking care of what was left alive...that's awful. And then, there are just dad's...neither good or bad. Most of the town old folks would fit in this term. Perfection doesn't exist, everyone is quite aware of that, but the closest thing to that its the delicious smell that Happy Tree Bakery left in the town's air. It was run by a sweet southern lady and her husband, who were expecting a baby boy, just called Ma and Pop by the town folks. Time passed and at the time this sweet moment happened, it was just the husband who was in charge.

Francis Cooper and their squirrel pet Splendont, named after the Splendid's comic character and not the infamous antihero in disguise obviously, walked to the big ol empty tree stump reused as small bakery, greeted by the smell of freshly baked pastries and the sound of cheerful customers.

-Pop, happy Father's Day! I'd like to place an order for some special donuts.

Francis said, with a gentle smile.

-Thank you, Franny honey! What can I get for you today?

Francis glances at the menu board, pondering their choices.

-I'll have a box of honey drizzled donuts, a box of bacon and syrup donuts, and a box of jelly-filled donuts.

Pop starts preparing the donuts, skillfully drizzling honey, sprinkling bacon bits, and filling the donuts with jelly.

Francis gets s bit curious, wasnt today an important day to remember the importance of dad in their life? Why he was working in his normal schedule insted of spending time bonding with this only child?

-Pop, why are you working on Father's Day? Don't you want to spend time with your son?

Pop left escape a small sigh and keep working in the order as he speaks.

-Well, you see, Franny, my deceased wife always encouraged hard work. She believed that putting love and dedication into what we do is important. So, in her honor, I continue to bake and serve delicious treats on special days like this.

Franci's eyes widen with understanding and admiration.

-That's really admirable, Pop. Your wife's values live on through your dedication. And I'm sure your baby son appreciates it too.

-Thank you, Flaky. At the end of the day, I'll have some quality time with my son. It's all about finding a balance.

Francis smiles, feeling a sense of warmth and connection. Then they tooks their wallet and took some money.

-Here's the payment, Pop. I hope these donuts bring joy to whose receive them.

Pop took the money while smiling back at the them.

-Thank you, Franny. I'm sure they'll love them.

Francis bids farewell to Pop, carrying the boxes of donuts, ready to surprise the fathers in their life.

Then they walks along the quiet streets, a determined look on their face can be seen on. Splendont scampers alongside them.

-So, Flaky, why did you get so many boxes of donuts? Last time I checked, you only have one dad.

Splendont said, while raising one of his stupid squirrel eyebrows.

-Well, Splendont, these boxes aren't just for my dad. They're for the significant men in my life who have been like fathers to me.

Splendont looks intrigued, his curiosity piqued.

-Ah, I see. Pray, do tell, who are these lucky recipients?

Francis stopped for a moment, trying to explain Splendont the significant bonds they has.

-First, there's Stephen's dad. You know...when we were toddlers, his parents used to take care of me. They were like second parents to me when my own dad was still grieving for my mom's loss. Then there's Mr. Johnson, my history teacher. He moved next to my house a few years ago. His own children don't visit him, so my presence helps fill that void in his life. He's been like a father figure to me.

-Oh, the retired soldier with the thousand miles stare? Interesting. And anyone else?

Franci's gaze becomes more solemn as they speaks.

-Lastly, there's my real dad. Despite his struggles with drug problems, I still care for him and hope that someday he can overcome them and be like he used to be in my childhood. He may not be a perfect dad, but he's still my dad.

Splendont's eyes soften as he takes in Flaky's words. He lefts his sarcastic comments behind to speak his mind.

-I didn't realize how many people hold a special place in your heart, kiddo. That's quite remarkable.

Francis nods as they resume their walk.

-They may not be related to me by blood, but they have made a significant impact on my life. And I want to show my appreciation for them.

Francis stops in front of Stephen's house.

-Oh, and I also wanted to send something to my yayo in Spain, but I already sent him a postcard a few weeks ago, I hope he receives it.

Francis knocks on Stephen's door, ready to give the gratitude filled boxes. They stands at the doorstep, holding the box of donuts, as Sofia, Stephen's older sister, opens the door. Sofia rolls her eyes at the sight of Francis.

-Ah, genial, es otro de los amigos inadaptados de Stephen. Stephen, your little buddy is here!

Sofia walks away, heading to the dining room where the family is gathered for the Father's Day celebration. The aroma of Chilean cuisine fills the air.

Francis shifts uncomfortably, feeling a bit out of place, maybe they should planned this to happen earlier. Stephen appears at the doorway, intrigued by Franci's unexpected arrival.

-Hey, Flaky. What's in the box?

Stephen said while raising an eyebrow.

Franci's eyes light up, realizing Stephen is curious about the box. They holds it out to him with a gentle smile.

-Its just some jelly filled donuts, Sniffles, just the onesthat your dad likes. It's Father's Day, and I wanted to give something special to the significant men in my life. This one is for your dad.

Stephen takes the box, a mix of surprise and appreciation crossing his face.

-Wow, Flaky, that's really thoughtful of you. Thank you. You know that you are part of this family too and we all care for you.I'm sure he'll appreciate the gesture, Flaky. He's in the dining room celebrating with the family. Mom made completos, his favorite food. Do you remember them, right?

Francis nods as they recall the numerous timrs they used to eat those overstuffed hot dogs...so delicious.

-Yeah, lous coumpletous, moi gueno...

Stephen's laughs softly about their butchered pronunciation. At least they tries.

-Well, I have more boxes to give this day. Keep celebrating. See ya tommorow!

Francis turns to leave, knowing that their gesture of appreciation will be appreciated by Stephens' dad and the rest of the family.

Francis and Splendont walk side by side, heading towards Mr. Johnson's house. Franci's flipphone rings, and they takes it out to see that it's thei friend, Nathniel, calling.

-Oh, it's Nutty! I wonder what he wants.

Splendont smirks mischievously, nudging Francis playfully.

-Ah, that kid. I bet he's just bored and wants someone to entertain him. Better pick up, Francis.

Francis gives Splendont a playful glare before answering the call.

-Hey, Nutty! What's up?

Nathniel was just laying on his candy cane themed bed. The room was filled with candy envelopes as usual, just the normal panoram in his house.

-Hey, Flaky. I'm just feeling kind of bored, and Sniffles is busy. Thought you might be free to hang out or something.

Francis glances at Splendont, then to the boxes in their hands, feeling a bit torn.

-Oh, Nutty, I wish I could hang out, but I'm actually on my way to Mr. Johnson's house right now. We have some things to discuss.

Nathniel would be lying if he said he wasnt disappointed by the answer, but there's nothing he could do to convince them so he just tried to keep up the conversation.

-Oh, no worries, Flaky. I...I understand. What's going on with Mr. Johnson, anyways?

-Well, it's Father's Day, and I wanted to give him something special to show my appreciation. I thought we could have a little chat too so he doesnt spend this day alone.

Fathers day? Is today? How he could it forget? Oh...because his parents dont live with him, duh. At the time this call was ocurring, his both parents where at his dad's home country, Germany, they had a full schedule of conferences to give.

-Ah, got it. Father's Day. That makes sense. I hope he appreciates the gesture.

-I'm sure he will, Nutty. He's been like a father figure to me. And hey, speaking of Father's Day, I remember you mentioning something about sending a gift to your dad in Germany.

He did? OH, YES! He didnt forget it at all!

-Oh, yeah. I sent him some delicious box filled with fancy chocolates, the best of the best. I even get two boxes for myself! But, you know, I couldn't help but worry about them getting lost in the mail or, even worse, the postman eating them all! They are so sneaky, ugh!

Francis chuckles at Nathniel's humorous concerns.

-Nutty, I highly doubt the postman would eat your chocolates. I'm sure they'll arrive safely, and your dad will be thrilled to receive them.

-You're right, Flaky. I'm just being silly. Thanks for calming my nerves.

-No problem, Nutty. Don't worry too much. Enjoy the rest of the day yourself! I'm already at Mr Johnson's house so I guess have to hung up...Take care of yourself, bye!

-Thanks, Flaky. Have a great time with Mr. Johnson.

Francis reaches Mr. Johnson's front door, ghey ends the call and looks at Mr. Johnson's house, ready to celebrate Father's Day with their caring teacher.

Mr. Johnson was sitting on a cozy armchair, engrossed in embroidering a blanket while his favorite vinyl plays softly in the background. He's lost in his thoughts, trying not to dwell on the significance of the date - Father's Day. Giving a stare to some of his frame photos you could tell he used to have a family of his own. Wife, kids and even a cute puppy. Everything was gone. His struggle with PSTD left him living alone at his old age. He havent heard of any of his children since he got divorcied some decades ago. The only thing he hopes it that at least they dont commit the same error as him to join at the militia. The sound of the doorbell breaks the silence, and Mr. Johnson's face lights up with hope. He quickly puts aside his embroidery and rushes to the door, anticipation in his eyes. Francis stands outside, holding the box of honey drizzled donuts at top. They smiles warmly when Mr. Johnson opens the door.

-Cooper! What a pleasant surprise...I thought it might be one of my children visiting on this special day.

He said the last sentence with a bit of disappointment.

Francis tries to be upbeat and grins at him.

-Well, Mr. Johnson, I'm here to celebrate Father's Day with you! I brought these honey drizzled donuts as a small token of appreciation.

Mr. Johnson's eyes well up with emotion, touched by Franci's thoughtfulness.

-Cooper, you have no idea how much this means to me. Thank you for considering me an important person in your life.

Mr. Johnson's gets his eyes tear filled by the nice gesture of his best worst student. At least someone stills seeing him as an important person in their life.

-You've been more than just a teacher to me, Mr. Johnson. You've been a guiding figure and someone I can always count on. I wanted to show my gratitude on this special day.

They share a heartwarming moment, both feeling the connection between them, just like as a father with their child.

-Thank you, Francis Cooper. This is truly touching. Come on in, let's celebrate together.

They step inside, and Mr. Johnson leads Francis to the cozy living room. They sit down, enjoying the sweet treats and engaging in heartfelt conversation. The atmosphere is filled with warmth and gratitude. Mr Johnson resumes his embroidery session, now with the help of some extra hands to spent the rest of the day.

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Francis and Splendont walk back home after some hours, there's just one box left in Franci's hands. Splendont can't resist making a sarcastic comment, as usual.

-Wow, Flaky, I never thought I'd see the day you would spend time inside of that crazy old man house. What are you going to do tomorrow? Cut his grass and make his dinner?

-Oh, please. You're just jealous you didn't get to enjoy those delicious donuts.

They continue their walk, bantering back and forth, their friendship stronger than ever.

As they arrived the Cooper's residence, Francis and Splendont enter the living room, carrying the last box of donuts. But happens that Franci's dad is already passed out on the couch, surrounded by empty bottles and used needles.

-Looks like my dad beat us to it, as usual.

Splendont hops off Flaky's shoulder, transforming into his humanoid form. He looks at Francis with a mixture of amusement and sympathy.

-Well, Flaky, can't say I'm surprised. You should've expected this outcome.

-I guess you're right, Splendont. It's the usual scene around here...

Francis places the box of donuts on a small table near the couch. They leans down and gently kisses their dad's forehead, despite his unconscious state.

-Happy Father's Day, Dad.

They takes two donuts from the box, one for themself and one for Splendont.

-At least I can still honor the important men in my life, even if they're not perfect.

Splendont smirks and takes a bite of his donut, savoring the sweetness.

-These bacon donuts are way too much...but terribley fantastic Thanks, I guess.

Francis nods, content with the simple gesture of celebrating Father's Day in their own way. They walks towards their room, munching on their donut, with Splendont following close behind. Then they both enter, closing the door behind them. They takes a seat on their matress, feeling a sense of fulfillment. Frqncis gazes at the donut in their hand, reflecting on the day and the men who have shaped their life. They takes another bite, savoring the flavor, grateful for the opportunity to thank them.

[dommelody]

hey guys its been a while ^^

lately I've became addicted to playing obey me so just decided to write some of my thoughts i mean pure and innocent ones lol just for a change XD and not me totally being a beel simp :") anways enjoy this fluff and wholesome story oh last thing if i find good respond to this one ill maybe make more of those lol enjoy then ^^

☆mc's favoritism☆

♡

It's another morning in the house of lamentation you woke up from your comfy bed opened the windows for some morning air-even tho there's no sun but for some air change-u did some stretching then u wore ur outfit for working out u get it right today ur goin to workout outdoors with beelzebub after he insisted frequently and even gave u some of his cheeseburgers as an exchange for doin morning workout with him although u told him that u will start after breakfast cause no way u ll be able to handle beel's workouts with an empty stomach and he agreed with big smile u went to the dining room

lucifer : "good morning Mc judging from ur outfit i take it that ur going to workout with beel ?"

"yep im starting to notice that i m gaining weight cause of someone lately "

beel with puppy eyes : "Mc did u not like it when i bring u food ? :"("

"NO I FUCKING LOVE IT PLEASE BRING MORE FROM NOW ON"

beel with a big innocent smile : "leave it to me Mc ^_^"

lucifer :" I see ,so because u cant go on a diet due to some indoors food delivery ur only hope is to exercise to lose weight well i dont think uve gained that much weight u look as beautiful as ever*smirk*

"thanks i guess hehe"

mammon : "Hey Mc i found a good place where u can sell stuff and u can gain alot of money there lets go after breakfast "

"oh sorry mammon I'm working out with beel after this"

mammon spaced out for a sec and then blushed : "huh u w-what ?///:

"mammon u perv u got it wrong we r going to exercise outdoors *sighs* even tho u see what im wearing ur still asking ??"

satan:" don't blame him Mc blame that stupid brain of his guess its just full of money thoughts too busy to think properly "

mammon :" WHAT DID YA SAY?IM UR OLDER BROTHER YA KNOW!"

satan:" OLDER BROTHER MY ASS AFTER YOU SOLD MY FREAKING UNDERWEAR TO SOME RANDOM BITCH U CALL URSELF MY OLDER BROTHER !!!STFU STUPID MAMMON"

asmo :"did u literally just go and steal satan's unwashed green underwear mammon u perv~"

satan:" AND HOW TF DID U KNOW ITS GREEN AND UNWASHED BRO THATS GROSS!"

asmo : " iyaa~ dont blame me this time i was PURELY going to wash my underwear then i saw u going out of there then saw it "

satan :"*sighs*AND WHY THE FUCK R U WASHING UR UNDERWEAR AT 3AM,oh wait please don't answer

beel :" Mc try this cake its so delicious :) "

"Thanks beel ^^"

beel :" about our workout i modified urs a little bit because i dont think u can keep up with my pase but for the jogging u have to keep up with me at least 10 rounds around the town *munch* *munch* "

""HUH ?! 10 ROUNDS AROUND THE TOWN BEEL R U TRYING TO KILL ME ?

beel :"Huh ? but ithink its too easy, for me i do about 20 so u can do it but if u reached ur limits don't worry ill carry u home on my back hehe ^^ oh and for the exercises we're going to do all of it together im so excited *excited beel noises *

as beel was eating with eyes sparkling with excitement u couldn't ignore his outstanding appearance beel was used to workout early in the morning so he just made an exception just for u ^^ however his body was aching for some exercising so he did some rope jumping and pushups just minutes before coming to the dining room so he was sweating while wearing a short sleeve black t shirt which were tight around his big chest and muscular arms with sweat dripping from his face reaching his sexy Adam's apple then going straight between his chest just the thought of this big muscular man being excited to workout with u makes u shiver

*simping mc noises (haha caught u bish)

then u try to reach the strawberries which were in front of beel he noticed u staring at strawberries so he picked some

beel :"Mc here , I'll feed u this :)"

"oh thanks beel ^^"

as u ate the strawberries from his hand u licked ur lips and then u felt everyone 's eyes on u as soon as u where about to speak beel licked some of the strawberries close to ur mouth

everyone:" STOP RIGHT THERE !"

as beel realised what he did he turned to a blushing mess cause of his gluttony he just licked it unconsciously

beel :" im sorry Mc i didnt mean to >\\~\\<"

mc simping noises again *touching his cheek :" i dont hate it love~"

then as soon as beel saw the smirk on ur face he was blushing even harder he stood up and hugged u tightly :" lets go Mc cant wait to start our workout /// "

everyone : "AS IF ILL LET U TWO GO ALONE!"

mammom : "I SUDDENLY FEEL LIKE WORKING OUT IM GOING WITH U-"

beel :" but u never workout in the morni-"

mammon:" SHUDDUP!"

"how about going to the witch u sold satans underwear for and give it back to him that will be a good workout right?"

everyone laughed

Lucifer :"*cough* , recently i read that working out will lessen the stress and make u more productive so i think ill-"

"no luci not this time dont pretend that u didnt get a call from diavolo minutes ago to come after u finish breakfast asap"

everyone: "EVEN LUCIFER GOT REJECTED"

beel :" let's go mc :)"

" yea im coming ^^ "

everyone glaring at beel :" UNFAIR "

[stardewremixed]

Forever and a day ago, someone asked me for Gus and Pam headcanon (where he gives her a job). I'm so sorry that I don't remember who you are and I can't seem to find the post. I hope you see this. Here goes....

Gus has a soft spot for Pam. As a Navyman (he was also a cook, duh!), it was all too common an occurrence to see servicemen (and women) leave their spouses/partners (and vice verse... for others not to wait). Being apart is hard and people have needs. Gus always tried to be non judgmental and supportive of his friends, but he wished people would try harder on their relationships.

He wanted to show Pam that not all guys (especially military men) are like this. He has a code of honor and he's very proud of it, and respectful to the women in his life. It was hard for him to see Pam fall into a drunken despair after her husband cheated on her and left her for a younger woman. And then, to lose her job, because of her drinking was devastating.

When Penny was a kid, he asked someone to watch the Saloon so he could pick her up from school. Without fail, he was at her school at 3pm to pick her up. Usually with some delicious snack he made. He would let her ride on his shoulders until she got too big.

Gus wanted her to know someone in her life cared. Even if her mom meant well, and she didn't want to hurt her daughter, she just didn't know how to be a good mom. She looked at people like Jodi and Robin and Caroline and thought 'they're the supermoms,' and figured she would never be that for Penny.

Gus cleaned out a spot in the back for Penny to do her homework. It was a quiet space for the deeply thoughtful and intelligent girl. Someplace clean and safe, that wasn't home. Most nights he would send her home with an extra dish or two in a plastic container, tucked into her backpack.

Penny was embarrassed and shy so she didn't ever thank him directly but she did leave nice recipes for him in the mailbox of things she wanted to try. Of course, Gus knew it was from her. He would add it to the menu and ask Penny to taste test it (so she had an 'official job' and didn't have to feel bad about paying him. Sometimes he would invite her to cook with him.

Gus attended her high school and college graduation, and made sure Pam was sober. He threw her a party both times at the Saloon. Penny cried. This man is so dear to her, like a surrogate father.

Over time, Gus is slowly cutting Pam off earlier and earlier, giving her less and less, and sometimes even replacing her drinks with nonalcoholic beer. Pam finally angrily confronts him. He stages an intervention, with the help of the Farmer, Penny, and a rehabilitated Shane.

Knowing she is tight on cash, he offers to pay for her rehab. Pam is super proud and won't take the money at first. But then she agrees to if he will give her a job after she got out. He isn't sure it is a good idea given the temptation but it is the only way to help her.

Rehab is hard, but with the support of Gus, her daughter, and a few friends, Pam makes it through. Surprise surprise! Supermom Jodi has a secret. She is in AA. She agrees to be Pam's sponsor. The two have little in common, but a little nudging from Gus convinces Pam to open up to Jodi. Now Pam and Penny have dinner with Jodi and her family every Sunday night.

Gus hires Pam like he promised. He starts a delivery service for his kitchen (alcohol free), and Pam runs the deliveries. He also put her to work in the community garden.

At first she is a black thumb, but gentle guidance from Gus and nurturing lessons from the Farmer help tremendously. As Pam grows in confidence, she discovers she is good at gardening. It helps her sobriety also to have projects to stay busy. Taking care of a live plant isn't like raising a daughter but it's a small stepping stone to more responsibility.

She starts joining Caroline's workout classes again. She takes a welding class from Clint to learn how to craft more efficient sprinklers. She works with Evelyn to pick out the best plants for the community garden. Anyone is welcome to come and pick fresh produce at no cost after volunteering for an hour. Pam is proud of herself.

Pam is slowly paying Gus back with a portion of her salary. What she doesn't know is Gus simply donates it back to the VA. A place that can help more men and women returning from the war readjust to normal life and that provides vital services for people in need. He is so grateful to be part of Pam and Penny's life, to see their relationship be repaired, and to witness and play a role in Pam's redemption and recovery.

[princesspuresarahk]

A TND Fanfic: Operation: DELIVERY…_

by Maki and Bug

an Fanfic story au inspired by her TND au

Operation: DELIVERY…_

Deliciously

Excellent

Licorice

Included

Candy

Ingredients

On

Upcoming

Shipping

**DELICIOUS- In Sector V…-

Chapter 1: A Sweet Treat Trip In Abigail aka Numbah 5's bedroom in HQ Numbah 5 was talking to one of her friends and her sweet treats Candy club her friend was telling her about something extraordinary while on a trip in Europe " I'm telling ya Numbah 5 it was the most delicious Lollipop I ever had and the chocolate caramel melts in your mouth the moment it hits your tongue made me feel guilty of eating them every time because how beautiful they were it was just too cute to eat!" Abby nodded in wonder “And where did ya gain those candies?” She inquired. Her friend on the other line caught her breath from the excitement " Well from what I remembered it's located in a village called Dewberry Moore can't remember the name of the shop but I remember it having a sign hanging a teacup full of sweets and flowers it's at the end of the village by a forest." Explaining as Abby took down notes “Dewberry Moore. Shop with a sign; teacup. Full of sweets and flowers. By a forest…. Got it.” Once you got the directions and coordinates it was then that Numbah 2 and 3 came in and see what Numbah 5 was up to and if she wanted to come hang out with them at the arcade. “Heyyyy, Abby. Up for the arcade?” Hoagie, AKA Numbuh 2 came and asked. "Sorry, y'all Numbah 5 is gonna pass that as I'm going on a little trip to Europe I heard about this new candy Shoppe from one of my friends from the club and they say it's nothing like any kind of candy they ever tasted and I'm curious to find out." She replied with a grin “Oh! Additional task~!” Kuki, AKA. Numbuh 3, giggled. Abigail giggled "Hey y'all wanna come? It's a rare opportunity to try this kind of candy what's say?" Abigail giggles "Hey y'all wanna come? It's a rare opportunity to try this kind of candy whatta say?" And indeed it was an opportunity Hoagie and Kuki wouldn't want to miss. “We’re in~!” Hoagie grinned. "YAY let's get some Candy~!" Cheered Kuki, In a matter of 30 minutes they were packed and set in the nearest ship taking off to the unique candy store's location “To estimate, we could get there in…. 30 minutes with high speed.” Hoagie spoke Abby grinned "Alright Hoagie prepare to take off at high Speed!" As the three of them buckled up safety first! As Numbah 2 gave her thumbs up “To passengers~ Fasten your seatbelt, please~ we will be departing any second~” Kuki giggled as she helped in launching. As Hoagie set the countdown "departing for high speed in 5..4..3..2..1..TAKE OFF!!!!!!"

He started to launch as their light took off. Heading towards an adventure full of sweets and magic! "so what's the name of this village Numbah?" Kuki asked as they checked the map "So what's the name of this village Numbah 5?" Kuki asked as they checked the map. "We shouldn't be long it's supposed to be in a place called Dewberry Moore." “Where do we land?” Hoagie asked. Looking down out the window "according to my calculations right about now! And look there's a place we can land to hide the ship." Pointing Hoagie to the direction it was a bit from said village but it would keep their ride out of sight “Right on.” Hoagie nodded. Landing safely and gently parking the ship into the area the trio got out setting the ship into camouflage mode Abby, Hoagie, and Kuki made their way into the entrance of the village a big sign reading 'Welcome to Dewberry Moore the sweetest town to be.' as townsfolk and tourist went about their day working or sightseeing the town's buildings set and beautiful German, Swedish, French and Dutch design in beautiful colors and scenery. “Wow~” Kuki’s eyes sparkled. There were even a few shops from other places Korea, Italy and Ecuador! With all different kinds of good smells coming from the shops, there was one smell Abby was looking for and that was the smell of sweet ole sugar. Abby looked around, detecting any sign of the scent. "Let’s see at the end of the village with a teacup candy flower sign." She whispered when suddenly her nose hit the scent of chocolate and sugar making her eyes lit up waving towards Hoagie and Kuki to follow her "Come on I believe it's this way!" And began walking towards the direction where the savory scent was coming from Hoagie and Kuki proceeded to follow Abby. They walked in a hurry pace being cautious not to bump into any people as they made their way towards the end of the village Abby was at a speed walking rate as Hoagie and Kuki huffed and puffed a little bit to catch up knowing Numbah 5's speed and determination when it comes to candy "Hey Abby wait for us!" Hoagie called out, and Abby then stopped as soon as she spotted the house.

As Hoagie and Kuki did the same OMG it was like seeing a doll's house it had a soft pink color with a white accent that looked like lace and gray stone covered in ivy with soft moss, wisteria and honeysuckle and star jasmines and in indeed on a iron basket hanger a sign the form of a teacup filled with delicious candies and flowers all painted porcelain with pink and periwinkle accents the letter on the front saying Little Lullaby Sweets and inside it's window they could see little treasures waiting inside. "So pretty~!" Kuki smiled widely, admiring the house. “I think it's even more pretty inside Numbah 3 come on y'all's candies awaiting!" Abby cheered as the three of them walked in once they stepped into that door their eyes shined and mouths gasped open in amazement "WOW!" It was really like a fairy-tale!

For inside some of the things in there looked like a vintage candy shoppe the walls were painted light blue and pink stripes with lilacs and little roses with butterfly patterns as the smell of sugary maple syrup, milk and honey, cinnamon, nutmeg, ginger spices, berries of all kinds , vanilla, almond , pecans fresh baked pastries and especially the sweet delicious smell of chocolate hint their noses making their mouths water as they looked around inside cute baskets and jars filled with all different kinds of sweets some they recognized some they didn't even know existed in all shapes and colors from French candy cremes , maples leafs , candy drops from Lemon, Lime, Key lime pie, pineapple,pink pineapple, one called snowdrops that looked the flowers, candy sticks , lollipops , jawbreakers, jujubes, gummies that looked like berries, bonbons, fudge in beautiful colors and design one that looked like honeycomb and selection called fairy tale princesses all themed and colored like any fairy tale princess you can imagine from Cinderella Silver Bluebell glass slipper, Beauty Belle's red rose, Snow white gooseberry pie , Sleeping beauty's pink and butter cream blue magic , Little mermaid sea salt cream, princess and the frog creole cream cheese water lilies, and more so much more , sparkling rock candy some in the form of geodes , lollipops like fairy wings, sunny sunflowers, lilacs, daisies , bluebonnets, lilies, carnations, peonies, daffodils and buttercup cookie cups, ginger snaps and all beautiful designs, tea cookies, macaroons , cupcakes and muffins , baby pies ,bubble gum one called star gum that when you chew and blow a bubble it looks like a million tiny sparkling stars making it look like a Galaxy and when it pops the sparkles and stars spread making it all glittery and sparkly around you , there was even a special selection of candies with non peanut or nuts in it along with others that are made special for people who can't have sweets very much , there was even a vintage popcorn stand in Kuki's delight(popcorn being her favorite snack) what's popping away all different kinds of colored popcorn and it turned out that there was a little typewriter attached to it and that if you wanted a certain flavored popcorn you just needed to type it and it magically pop for you they don't know how it works but it's really fun to use and Numbah 3 knew exactly what kind of theme popcorn she wanted 'Rainbow Monkeys!' of course and when she typed it all of a sudden it started popping rainbow colored popcorn while her and Hoagie were picking out their treats along some for their friends and family Numbah 5 was making a special box of chocolates of all different kinds from Pink rosebuds , pearls , gemstones diamonds, and ladybug theme chocolates, dango, mochi, fancy marshmallows, candied fruit that looks like fruit , some unicorn candy sticks, silly braided licorice, jumping jelly beans, rainbow ribbons and queen of hearts tarts, chewy peanut butter circus peanuts, cherry bonbons looks like real cherries and last but not least she was looking for the main prize the Rosie pops her friend told her about and she looked around spotted her target "Oh Numbah 5 been waitin for you."

She whispered excitedly and she made her way across the store there they were in a beautiful crystal vase stacked like a real bouquet of roses were the Rosie pops except to her bit of confusion they were in a glass case at the little luck on it " huh this must be really good and special to be put in a case guess Numbah 5 gonna have to look for the owner." In the meantime she went back to check on Hoagie and Kuki “Hey, Abby~! So, how’s the inside?” Hoagie asked. "y'all there's so much to see it's hard to decide plus I found those Rosie pops and oh man oh man they look so beautiful and sweet we'll have to get some but it's in a glass case so I have to look for the owner to ask for some." Pointing the direction in the case it seems that the Sun rays shone through the window at the right moment as they hit the glass container containing the beautiful candied roses sparkling and shining like rubies and emeralds, Hoagie and Kuki let out a whistle impressed “Oooohh…” Hoagie blinked in disbelief. "ooooooohhh they're so pretty!" Kuki awed, indeed but where was the owner so Abby decided to ask someone. Looking around she spotted a woman close by “Must be the owner…” Abby wondered.

Walking up to her Abby cleared her throat to get her attention "Umm excuses Miss do you happen to be the owner here?" They turned to her surprised but smiled "Oh hello dear I'm sorry to say I'm not the owner of this place is Mr.Honeysuckle he's in the back right now finishing up wrapping an order for me but he shouldn't be long I see your interest in his rose lollies huh? They're one of the sweet house jewels of this place." She replied with a bright smile “Ahh… oh! I’m Abigail Lincoln.” Abby added, holding out her hand as the woman shook her hand in response. "Oh I am Madame Carlotta owner of Fleur De Lis Boutique across the lan, I come here once a month to collect some génial bonbons and le chocolat si magnifique!" Blowing a kiss with dramatic flair the woman reminded Abby of her momma even looked like her except had turquoise eyes and dressed like a sweet Cruella DeVil. "Ohhh." Then, Abby heard the voice of a young man. "Carlotta, Carlotta your package ready dearie." Came a male but soft feminine voice Abby Hoagie and Kuki turned to see a lady. Holding three vintage design-like boxes wrapped in pretty pink blue and white ribbons tied neatly in a bow the ladylike person holding them was actually Mr.Honeysuckle noticing the name tag on his apron, he looked to be almost her brother's age with skin creamy pale as milk, rosy cheeks like pink cotton candy with heart-shaped lips that looked like they were kissed by a plump cherry, big eyes full of sparkle and curious but the color they were like a minty green and specks of cerulean and red?

The hair caught their eyes too it was like a honey buttercream curled with bangs that twisted almost like roses or maybe cinnamon rolls and by telling by his aura he looked to be full of sweetness and kindness. "I had them very carefully wrapped for you just how you like them, Carlotta." He said with a soft smile handing them to the woman "Aww Ren you're such a darling now shall I pay you." They went to the cash register as the TND stared in surprise Kuki broke the silence "Wowie did you see Mr.Honeysuckle he looks like a princess!" She chirped excitedly as Abby waited to talk to Mr.Honeysuckle Hoagie saw some people buying some kind of soda that whenever you took a sip would change into your favorite color called Rainbow Root Beer "Hey Tommy would love those be right back!" And he rushed to grab a case for his little brother, Kuki a cotton candy in the form rainbow and other cute animals along with dragon and mermaid candy scales "Ooohh Mushi would love those be right back Numbah 5 la la la la la la~" skipping along to fetch the treats for her sister. Abby glanced around and paused to see several types of candy her other teammates and her family would love. “Numbuh 1 would love to have these with his new lady friend from Dimmsdale.” She smiled. They were pink chocolate roses with little dewdrops candy drops that sparkled liked diamonds and cherry blossoms, perfect for giving your sweetheart it said with a little vintage heart card and oh man hehe she knew Nigel was really sweet for Timmy whenever she came to visit “Hehehe, hope Numbuh 1 won’t get all shook.” Abby giggled a little. Getting a bouquet she turned just in time to see Miss Charlotta paying Mr.Honeysuckle " Fabulous Ren just fabulous well I'm off now back to the boutique see you next time cheerio, cheerio darling!" She blew a kiss and walked out the door when Mr. Honeysuckle walked up to come help her " All right then Ren Honeysuckle at your service how may I help you miss..? Asking Numbah 5 with a warm smile. Snapped from the thought, Abby cleaned her throat as she introduced herself, remembering the purpose. "Oh Yes I like to buy some of your Rosie pops please," giving a motion with his index finger for her to follow him “Of course dearie right this way~" reaching into his blouse he pulled a key attached to a necklace he was wearing from it "And how many of my roses would you like sweetie? He politely asked getting a lilac ribbon to tie them with. Taken back by amounts, Abby thought over the amount she needed. But to be cautious, since its existence can grab unwanted attention from competitive sweets owners. " I'd like 7 please (5 for her and friends and 2 for her parents ) in two separate boxes please ones for my family." With a nod Mr.Honeysuckle with a delicate handpicked the amount Abby wanted carefully holding them together in an elegant bouquet "Please follow me to the front and I will have you and your friend's treats boxed and wrapped up for you." He said leading Abby to the cashier where a table carefully placed the roses in a beautiful white box with pink ribbons on it and proceeded to wrap the goodies Abby picked out all wrapped up like a birthday gift. "Here you go dear I hope the wrapping is to your liking?" “Thanks~!” Abby then noticed a framed picture of Mr. Honeysuckle and Big Dad. “Sir, do you know this person?” She asked. Mr.Honeysuckle lightly blushed at the photo his pink cotton candy cheeks becoming a Dusty Rose "Yes sorta I was at a sweet convention once three years ago to produce some new Valentine's Day chocolates I made it turned out there was a meet and greet with Mr. Lilac Charlton, I admired some of his work and wanted to say hello but I never got the chance to fully meet him as everyone was there to greet him and take a photo."

Suddenly it seemed Honeysuckle got a little shy "with everyone desperately wanting to meet him " I didn't want to be a bother with people waiting so the only thing I asked was a quick photo after that I was left on my way." Abby scored she thought he heard a little sadness in his voice but it suddenly went away as Honeysuckle's eyes lit up to his happy Sweet self " the deep blushing of his cheek fading "Oh well enough of that dilly dally here comes your friends." Pointed as Hoagie and Kuki came with their chosen sweets ready to check out, as he proceeded to wrap their treats in beautiful boxes and ribbons Numbah 5 had something on her mind as they paid they're sweets they wished Mr.Honeysuckle goodbye " Cheery-bye sweeties feel free to come again have a lovely day and enjoy your sweets!" He declared happily waving them off as the trio headed out the door ‘Oh, it seems Mr. Honeysuckle has feelings for the Big Dad…’ Abby mused in her thought. Who wouldn't admire the man who was famous for making candy and sweets of all kinds and pretty handsome she admits.

Kuki and Hoagie saw Abby. Waved to her. "Whoa, I never knew these places could have candy like this and so cheap too!" Hoagie smiles popping a lollipop in his mouth “And all candies look so pretty~!” Kuki giggled. "Man, it's like this place can rival Lollies Sweet Factory's run for their own money!" “Well, turns out Big Dad and Mr. Honeysuckle are close.” Abby shrugged. Hoagie and Kuki were surprised by it “Whoa I didn't know that, that's cool!" He replied though Abby frowned a bit "Yeah but I couldn't help but see some sadness in his eyes he mentioned he never got to fully meet him as he thought he'd be a bother and didn't want to disturb Big Dad and his fans who really wanted to see him so he just went with only a picture he got, man Mr.Honey looks like a very nice person~." She said until Kuki chimed in "Yeah plus he looks like a princess with his pretty hair color and outfit all pink and periwinkle and violet..~" before Numbah 3 could finish the sound of thunder hit the sky as heavy rain began pouring down like buckets "Oh no our Candy's gonna get soaked!" Hoagie cried the ship was still far off from the town by the time they got there they'd be drenched to the bone! "Ooohh back to the candy shop!"

Number 3 urged as they began to hit them by then everyone had gone home for the evening and The Lullaby Sweets was still open “Well, we gotta stay still until the rain stops…” Abby looked at the sky. Holding tight to their sweets they made it back to the shop already getting wet and cold from the rain by the time they opened the door to the shop it was raining like cats and dogs "Buuurrrr it's so cold." Numbah 3 shivered “That's April showers for ya” Hoagie commented as Numbah 5 looked around for Mr.Honeysuckle who she found just in time sweeping up the shop and putting some things away “Oh, figured you would come back,” Mr. Honeysuckle smiled, “You three may stay until the rain stops.”

The teens smiled and thanked Mr.Honeysuckle for it as it continued to rain heavily an hour passed it rained, then it was two then three yet still it rained heavily by then Mr.Honeysuckle was dusting and mopping the floor and out of boredom of having to wait for the rain Kuki offered to help Mr.Honeysuckle with the cleaning to which at first he declined but Numbah 3 insisting with her sweetness he couldn't say no as she helped him with Hoagie and Abby decided to help out too finish cleaning and putting the supplies away making Mr. Honeysuckle feel grateful for all the help from the kind teens "thank you so much for the help you three usually it takes me a bit longer to finish cleaning after lock up." The three gave bashful looks "Oh it was nothing Mr. Honeysuckle we're happy to help out." Hoagie and Kuki agreed "Yeah it's great to have help, especially with working in this place on your own besides time goes by faster and hopefully the rain should be down by now.?" yet as Hoagie said a big boom could be heard outside as the rain and thunder continue to roll in ferociously, it was then they all heard gurgling sounds in the room and when they look down they realized it was all coming from their stomachs oh it looks like all that cleaning made them hungry looking at the clock it was a nearing supper time.

Seeing that they are stuck here longer than they predicted Mr.Honeysuckle decides to do something kind in return for helping him clean "Well it looks like you darlings are still stuck here for a while longer it seems how you three would like to stay for supper if you like?" He asked as he removed his apron and hung its place, the teen's tummies growled again waiting for their answers. “Really~?!” Kuki’s eyes sparkled. “Oh, we’d be thankful~” Hoagie smiled widely. "Wonderful here follow me the backroom leads to my home upstairs." He happily said opening the door to the kitchen leading to where he made his sweets and goodies in the back was another door dark cherry wooden of beautiful design leading upstairs of the home above "This way once we get there I'll put on some tea for us."

“Thank you~” Kuki smiled. Once inside it was like a cute doll's house all warm and cozy there was even a fireplace in the living room already lit bringing a warm glow to the room "Please make yourselves at home and I will join you shortly" Mr.Honeysuckle called out as he made his way to the kitchen the trio looked around everything looks so cute some of the design looks like it was from German and Swedish interior some of having a little candy or sweet theme to it like a fairy tale. Ever cautious, Abby looked around in case several threats may come to harm Mr. Honeysuckle or ransack his shop. In the meantime' Kuki and Hoagie made themselves comfortable on the couches enjoying how soft and fluffy they were "It's like sitting on a marshmallow." Kuki cooed enjoying and hugging the soft fluffy pillows as Hoagie warmed himself by the fire enjoying the sweet smell of the burning wood “This place is real paradise…” Hoagie remarked, in the chef’s kiss gesture. Soon Mr. Honeysuckle came with a tea tray filled with hot steaming tea with creamer and a small bowl of sugar and a honey jar with lemon wedges on the side "I wasn’t sure if you three took your tea with milk or lemon so I thought I'd bring a little each and supper should be ready in 30 minutes so here warm yourselves up." Putting the tray on a coffee table between them teens politely took their tea cups the steam floating in the air like a beautiful mist as they added milk/lemon and took a sip they were surprised by all the tea almost tasted like their favorite flavors “So sweet~!” Kuki squealed.

"I'm feeling warmed up already~!" Hoagie grinned taking another sip enjoying how it relaxed him, both sighed in satisfaction. It wasn't long until Mr.Honeysuckle brought two other trays in his hands one containing bowls and spoons with napkins and the other a small cauldron pot and load of bread "Hope you three like pumpkin cream soup and rosemary focaccia with olive oil?" Balancing the two trays with grace on the table opening the lead to reveal hot steaming soup small bubbles popping from it like a witch's brew scooped the soup with its ladle pouring a hearty amount into each bowl slicing a piece of bread for dipping as he hands them their meal before serving his own "bon appetite~."

He declared sitting in a rocking chair across the teens "Oh, thank you~" Kuki smiled widely the others the same. It was like warm hot hugs filling their bellies and the warm soft crunchiness of the bread made them smile with satisfaction “Aww, I’m glad you enjoyed…~” Mr. Honeysuckle smiled. "And now that we're more acquainted please call me Ren." The three teenagers smiled. The rain continued outside, but less thunderstorms. Getting a pair of yarn and knitting needles Ren began to gently rock back and forth "So my dears who are you if you don't mind me asking? “Well, we are…” Hoagie began as Kuki continued, “We are from Teens Next Door~!” Ren raised a brow in slight confusion " The Teens Next Door..? Pardon me I never heard of something like that before? Is it some kind of kids club or teen band?”

“Ah, well….. it’s like a… community service!” Abby replied quickly, “Helping kids who were having family or school problems, rescuing small animals… and stuff.” Ren seemed to accept that answer "Oh it sounds like a sweet service you three seem to have such good hearts to help those in need." “Yeah. And we even donate sweets to kids who couldn’t provide enough.” Abby added. Ren was amazed "Oh that is truly sweet indeed it truly feels my heart with joy reminds me of my own acts of bringing sweets to those who were unable to enjoy those privileges." "Really? Where did you send the sweets to?" Kuki asked. “I send them to shelters and orphanages all across Europe and the world when I get the chance to bring a little sweetness to someone's life." Ren replied, "Especially to children who went through poverty and hunger in their lives." "Awww~" Kuki smiled. “For I knew how they felt and went through in their lives to experience hunger in the cold." A look in his eyes seemed to drift off in a long-forgotten memory until an unusual sound was heard coming from somewhere in the room what sounded like squeaking..? The three Teens Next Door tilted their head from the sound.

Ren smiled at the sound as he whispered in a sing-song voice "Nibbling, nibbling little mouse, who comes munching in my house~?" Suddenly out came a little gray and white harvest mouse crawling into the room from a small opening of the window, around its neck was a periwinkle ribbon of frilly white lace tied in a little elegant bow its center holding a little pink button no bigger than snowpea "Oh hello Miss Truffle I didn't expect a visit today?" He spoke in a cherry tone as if they were old friends and to the trio's surprise at what they were seeing the little mouse now known as Miss Truffle stood up smiling as if she actually understood showing that she was wearing a cute little white apron similar to Mr.Honeysuckle's using to dry some of her wet fur as if she had just gotten out of the rain outside with her little pink paws as she goes up to the fireplace to warm herself. Suddenly a hamster poked out of Hoagie’s jacket pocket and tilted its head as well. It was Joaquin! Who watched curious as Miss Truffle warmed and dried herself off by the fire her fur becoming fluffy by its warmth her warm brown eyes shined like soft sweet melted chocolate from its firelight noticing the hamster coming from Hoagie's pocket she waved a cute little pink paw in greeting, Joaquin the hamster cheerfully waved its small paw in return. Suddenly Miss Truffle gave a little sneeze and she pulled out an actual little handkerchief from her apron tapping her little nose with it to settle down her little sniffle as Ren and Kuki giggled at the cute site "Oh gesundheit." He cooed as he continued to knit with his yarn Joaquin the hamster jumped off of Hoagie to crawl over to Truffle by the fireplace as the little mouse blew into her handkerchief Kuki thought it was the cutest thing she had ever seen.

“Aww…” she silently gushed. Abby meanwhile was thinking over what Mr.Honey..Ren said that the rhyme sounded familiar somewhere she heard before but where? She pondered over it but was unable to remember clearly she'd have to research it later. The time they continue to talk with Ren getting to know the kind candy maker but he is a kind gentle person who can bring warm comfort to any place or anyone wanting to see the good in others he also was a lover of books holding a little library within his home holding all different kinds of stories from fairy tales to fiction nonfiction the selection was so fascinating you couldn't help but want to read one and was one who loved to cook as well along having a love for making candy and sweet he has a curiosity of wanting to cook interesting meals with his ingredients that he gets from his garden and being creative in his work. Abby looked through books, articles and such. Then, she noticed articles about Lollies Land ‘The land of Big Dad’s Candy paradise…’ Abby mused. It looked old and a little worn out children's book but it looked like it was read with care. full of curiosity, Reading through it was full of rhymes and little tales of the 'fictional' Lollies Land. What got her attention was the illustration of Big Dad. It looked like him in person but with some older fashion clothing Abby then read over the page. As she looked through it she suddenly heard something she noticed Mr. Honeysuckle softy begin humming a lullaby to himself as he knitted watching as Kuki and Hoagie cooed over Truffle and Joaquin talked to each other in their animal language as Ren's hummed tune turned to words.

"🎶Sleepers awaken

The night has gone and taken

Your darkest fears and left you here

And the sun it shines so clear

And the sun it shines so clear Awake for the world looks wonderful🎶"

the lullaby felt soothing bringing warmth and comfort around the teens as it was slowly making them sleepy "🎶Oh glorious golden sun

Your song of light you bring

And when we turn away

Your silver sister moon does sing

Then once again we face

Your glory and your grace And those who sleep still take?🎶"

As she read through the page reading what it said And one page shows a little boy holding hands with Big Dad in Lollies Land

The child reminded her of a certain pirate

"🎶Sleepers awaken

The night has gone and taken

Your darkest fears and left you here

And the sun it shines so clear

And the sun it shines so clear

Awake for the world looks wonderful🎶"

Abby could remember the time Stickybeard told her how he met Big Dad when he was a little boy and offered him some chocolate as a act of kindness when he was at the highest of in poverty and hopes one day to find the island to return the kindness brought him as a child. Everyone who met Big Dad would talk of him highly and reason some want to find that bad in the in search of his island but never did.

"🎶You send your beams to earth

Giving flowers their birth

And looking to the sky

They see your diamond eye

Livening sap and cell

They love you very well

And answering the first light’s ring🎶"

As Abby thought of this unknown to her Kuki and Hoagie that Ren's soft lullaby was slowly putting them to sleep in the warm cozy environment they were in it was if the long days and sometimes stress of work in the TND were leaving their bodies and letting their minds relax for the first in a long time as Abby felt eyes begin to feel heavy from sleepiness

"🎶Sleepers awaken

The night has gone and taken

Your darkest fears and left you here

And the sun it shines so clear

And the sun it shines so clear

Awake for the world looks wonderful🎶"

Abby listened, quietly smiling. The humming and softening of the lullaby continued as the glowing warmth of the fireplace surrounded them and little by little the trio slowly began fall asleep having been embraced by the comforts of feelings of home until Abigail was the last one to fall asleep listening to the soothing lullaby sending them off to Dreamland.

end of chapter 1

what will happen when the Teens wake up? what delicious meal will Ren Honeysuckle make next and is there more to his past then we think? and are Truffles and Joaquin becoming sudden sweethearts?

the lullaby Ren sings is Sleepers Awaken by Jackie Oates https://youtu.be/T1fxRM06LIs?si=MCCOzlMj9_B95A1Z

credit to the lovely and amazing https://jknerd.tumblr.com/ of her amazing TND au https://www.tumblr.com/teensnextdoorau

[daisynik7]

hello darling wife<3 i’m assuming that by the time you read this it’s morning or afternoon, if that’s the case i hope you slept well and had a good fill of breakfast and fluids to start, unless you don’t eat breakfast:) i have arrived for my bi-weekly(?) delivery of love and kisses for my pretty, pretty wife 🥰

one day until friday and then we have the weekend, whether or not you have plans, i hope it’s well spent ...cuddling me, duh. and nanami.  here’s a reminder to do something extra nice for yourself today, and tomorrow, and the day after:) and of course bundle up, blankets in the dryer, and have some hot cocoa. my brain’s been kind of slow to process the change in seasons and colder weather conditions, and it’s just now starting to hit me lol. 

i hope your spirits are kept high even with the colder weather, but if not it’s okay too! <3 i’d very much appreciate it if you’d do for yourself what you wish upon others. tend to your innermost needs, spoil yourself (i will accept no counterarguments 😶), and if it doesn’t financially compromise you, just do it. with work, social life, and this hellish app:/ i hope that in the midst of everything you find yourself and your needs a priority of utmost importance 🫶🏼

my sincerest apologies if the words are not wording, this just reeks of chaos and randomness it's 5 am and my bilingual brain has been brawling with itself lately and my English is actually starting to deteriorate 🫠, i’m also sleepy (i told you your wife is a sleepy girlie, it’s literally morning lol)

anyways I’M SO LUCKY TO HAVE THE PRETTIEST, SWEETEST, WIFE with THE PRETTIEST BRAIN WITH LOTS OF GROOVES AND SQUIGGLIES (i briefly read somewhere that the more texture, the smarter??? idk 😃), i’m saying it again but im so proud of you, even if you just woke up, you’re doing well! 🥹ok bye snookums have a good day! <3 

accurate representation of me rn, need wifey and nanami cuddles asap 😤

snookums! my precious angel, my most decadent sweet! sorry this is a late reply! I've been out all day, but I'm back now, ready for your cuddles! I usually drink iced coffee as my breakfast in the morning whenever I'm working in the office, but tomorrow I wfh, so I may treat myself to a home cooked meal of some sort :)

I treated myself today! I went out with a friend for dinner and we shared chicken karaage, okonomiyaki, and takoyaki! here's pics of it to whet your appetite 😋

we also got boba and chatted in the car for hours, so it was very nice to catch up! I imagine this would be a typical date for you and I, indulging in delicious food, then some sort of dessert after. ♥️ and of course, snuggles to end the night!

make sure you bundle up too! it's been very cold where I am and I have finally broken out the hoodies and sweaters. don't forget your fuzzy socks and beanies (if you wear those)!

thank you for always reminding me to be kind to myself! I've been in a bit of a funk lately, but seeing you in my inbox is a huge help, more than you know. also, please never ever apologize because you are so eloquent and I'm always in awe after reading your lovely messages to me. 🥹 I hope you were able to get enough rest today (you were up early/you stayed up late!), but if not, I hope you can use this weekend to do so.

ahhhhh you are SO PRECIOUS. I'm the lucky one to have you! I love you so so much, thank you for always being so good to me, so sweet, so kind, so absolutely lovely in every possible way. going to fall asleep soon, dreaming of you and nanami, the two most precious loves in my life!! have an amazing weekend snookums!

also this pic is very much an accurate representation of us, don't you think? 😘

[dayyofsun]

Love delivery to your door! -`ღ´- puentalay fic

Puen is a night-shift pizza delivery-guy, and Talay always orders pizza at night.

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Talay always works until late night, and tonight wasn't an exception. His boss treats him well, but since he is the last person to join the colorist team, he makes things for all his seniors. Some nights he is with some coworkers who have a ton of workload to do too, but other times he is by himself on his computer, editing beautiful colors to videos and films. Even with all of that, he loves his job. He simply loves colors. Colors are his one true love.

He also loves pizza

Since he is trapped in an office from ten to ten, he can't eat delicious food as just when he wants. Or eat his mum delicious cooking, because at the end of the day he arrives home late at night. So he chooses to eat pizza. He loves pizza anyway. Sometimes he shares with his coworkers, other times he eats a small one alone, but the taste and smell of that piece of art just makes his night a glory.

Tonight wasn't a special night. But was the night he lost a lot of time of work. And also the night he brought the pizza home.

Things were going a bit different as common. His pizza was not arriving. And his stomach was aching of hunger. He was starting to get a bit mad, not real madness, just hunger irritation.

He finally listened to the bell sound, and received a call informing that his pizza has arrived. Just as everything before, even the voice from the delivery was different. Talay was used to the old uncle who always bought his pizzas, but this time wasn't him.

Talay ran to the door, his whole mind was just thinking in how hungry he was. He opened the door and saw a young man in front of him. He knew it wasn't the uncle by his voice, but he didn't expect to see such a handsome delivery guy. Their eyes met the moment Talay opened the door, he felt a coldness go through his spine. Not a bad coldness. It was a coldness who made his heart stop for a second and then start beating like he was running a marathon. He was probably just very hungry and quite cold outside compared to his office.

—You are Mr. Rawi, right?- the delivery guy said. —Here is your pepperoni pizza.

Talay went back to his senses after listening the guy talk about food.

—Pepperoni…?— said the colorist very confused, —I ordered bacon.

—Oh, I apologize. Let me check in my bag.

Talay sighed in relief when he saw the guy take another pizza from his bag.

—I'm sorry for the inconvenience, here is your bacon pizza, Mr. Rawi.

—It's fine. Thank you so much—. Talay couldn't help his curiosity, but ask the guy about the other delivery guy. They always had the same delivery guy for the night shift. —May I ask you if you know something about the uncle who used to deliver during the night shift?

—Ah, yeah, it's fine. He now has a day shift, his partner is expecting a baby, so now I'm the night delivery-guy—. He said, holding his helmet on his side, smiling. —My name is Puen by the way.

—Nice to meet you, Puen.

—Enjoy your pizza. Good night—, Puen turned on his back and put his helmet on, ready to leave.

—Good night—, Talay answered, looking how he was about to leave. —My nickname is Talay…

Talay don't know why he said that.

Puen pulled his visor from the helmet up and smiled at him.

—Nice to meet you, Talay.

The colorist saw how the handsome repartidor left. He closed the door and exhaled.

What the fuck just happened.

[walkingstackofbooks]

DS9 3x08 Meridian thoughts (I'm re-watching, so there may be future spoilers)

Oh no it's this creep

"This is Odo. My lover." Soooo convincing, especially Odo's expression XD

"I've convinced starfleet that we must continue our expansion..." BUT WHY THOUGH? I love DS9 to pieces but this never makes any sense to me that exploring is more important than the saftey of the quadrant!

He's a creep and I hate him

"I never won anything before" Awww Kira, your delivery her is just too heartbreaking. She's completely nonplussed

Quark being at a loss when he plan fails to work

I still don't really get how Jadzia can fall for someone so quickly but he's obviously the kind of flirt she's into...

I love finding little things about characters, like Jadzia being afraid of heights

It's so cheesy and romantic, the scene by the lake

"I've got to get this to Commander Sisko and Chief O'Brien... And then we can count each other's spots." Oh boy

Kira is somehow in disbelief over Quark's rapidly escalating lies XD

"I realise you have a life on Deep Space Nine, but now you'll have a place here as well, for when you visit." That's actually pretty cute.

"The person I feel sorry for is Quark" HAH. No, you don't XD (I was so confused when i read this back in my notes, I was wondering why I'd said I feel sorry for Quark :P)

She's surprisingly competitive XD I guess that's actually not so surprising come to think of it...

"I'm going to clean you and Quark out." I thought later on Julian had never played it?

This is the skeeviest thing ever. Ugh ugh ugh ugh UGH

"I'd like to prepare a little surprise." I'm excited for what she'll cook up? I'm imagining she'll replace the holo with herself then slap him or some other such delicious revenge

"Because I discussed it with Julian." Oh to be a fly on that wall.

"I bet this is the first time anyone's ever requested a sixty year leave." Oh, Benjamin, his wide smile and joke and laugh are covering up such a big sadness. You can see it threatening to burst through. This acting tho

Sisko and Jadzia's emotional goodbye is everything <3

I still can't believe she's leaving all her friends behind like that, but I guess I can see the adventure aspect? Weirdly this feels more okay than the first time I watched, I guess because I was expecting it and it wasn't so out of the blue

Hah! Not what I was expecting, but that was sure... not what he was expecting

SHE'S NOT EVEN ABLE TO SAY GOODBYE TO KIRA. THIS IS MADNESS WHAT ARE YOU DOING JADZIA

Oh man, the way she's trying to hold it together as she sinks into the corner, even as she's left on her own. FEELS

The fact she thinks she'll have sixty years left 😭😭 I wonder if Dax goes to Meridian in 60 years time to let him know...

Yeah, this is still a weird episode.

[senjuushi]

(ANTIQUES) Assorted Lines — Gifts (25 Interactions)

((The Antiques continue to grow on me! They're sad too, and I'm going to get attached somehow! XD Out of these lines, I think the Dreyse and Herme one is my favorite. It's just... so funny, and I hope I conveyed that hilarity properly in the translation. Enjoy!!))

Visiting // Present Reactions // Maintenance (Unlock) // Maintenance (Completion) // Gifts (100 Interactions)

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Enfield —> Snider (Homemade Scones)

Enfield: Master, if you see Snider, could you please give this to him for me? I believe he refused his meal again today. Thank you very much!

Snider: This is from Enfield, you say? ...what’s gotten into him? Ah... or was it your idea?

Snider —> Enfield (6-Point Wrench)

Snider: Enfield needs to be remodeled so he can become stronger, you see. Give this to him so he’ll be prepared for it.

Enfield: From Snider...? Somehow, I have a bad feeling about this... Waagh! I knew this would be harassment!

George —> Jitte (Shaving Razor)

George: What would Jitte look like without a beard? I’ve gotten kinda curious! Haha! ☆ So because of that, please give this to him!

Jitte: Hmm? This is a delivery from George-kun? A razor...? So in other words, he’s telling me to shave!?

Kentucky —> Pennsylvania (Colorful Towel)

Kentucky: Master, if I can ask you a favor, could ya’ give this to Pennsylvania? Ah, there’s no reason. It’s just some old thing I’m sick of seeing lyin’ around... 

Pennsylvania: A present from Kentucky? This... looks like it’d be useful while I’m hunting. It’s gonna be my new favorite. ♪

Pennsylvania —> Kentucky (DIY-made Easel)

Pennsylvania: Hi, Master. I’m sorry, but... Could ya’ please deliver this to Kentucky? If it comes from you, I think he’ll be more willing to take it.

Kentucky: This is from my bro Pennsylvania...? ...wow, this is teak wood. And it doesn’t look bad... I-I guess there’s no reason not to take it!

Charleville —> Springfield (Relaxing Herbal Tea)

Charleville: Hey, Master, could you please give this to Springy? It’s herbal tea, but there’s enough that you can have some too. I want to hear what you two think of the taste, okay? ♪

Springfield: This is from Charleville-niisan? What a wonderful aroma! I’m very grateful to him for always looking after me. 

Chassepot —> Gras (Chikuwa*)

Chassepot: Hey, Master. Could you perhaps give this to Gras for me? I’m sure he’ll jump with joy... heheh!

Gras: Something from Chassepot? Not like that's too significant, in any case... Wagh!! A grenade launcher!?

Tabatiere —> Charleville (Gerbet Macarons)

Tabatiere: Sorry to bother you, Master, but could you please give these to Charleville? They’re his reward today.

Charleville: Yay! Thank you, Master. Tabatierre’s homemade macarons are delicious! Let’s share them! ♪

Dreyse —> Herme (German potatoes, also good when cold)

Dreyse: Master, could you please deliver these to Herme? They’re potatoes I made. They’re good even when they get cold. As thanks, you may also have a portion. 

Herme: A present from Dreyse? I wonder what it is. These are... German potatoes? ...Hmm.....

Jitte —> George (Tempura Rice Burger — Test #3)

Jitte: Ah, Master. Can you give George-kun this prototype tempura rice burger and ask him what he thinks? Of course, there’s some for you too, so give me your honest opinion as well!

George: Wow! Jitte gave this to me? Haha! It looks delicious! Alright! *crunch crunch*

Karl —> Lorenz (Classical Music Record)

Karl: I have something to ask of you, Master. Would you deliver this to Lorenz? It’s a little surprise, that’s all. 

Lorenz: A gift from Karl-sama...? This is a valuable record, isn’t it!? Aah, Karl-sama is truly wonderful...!

Lorenz —> Belga (12-Pack of Cola)

Lorenz: Test Subject #2, I require your cooperation with this experiment. Give this case of cola to him, observe what happens, and compile a report for me. Get to it, now. 

Belga: Ugh, this is from Lorenz...? I’m glad to be gettin’ cola n’ all, but it’s creepy coming from him... 

Cutlery —> Fal (Renowned Champagne)

Cutlery: Fal likes wine and all, so I got this for him, but... who knows if he’ll like it. Could you give it to him instead? Since it’s champagne, I don’t know if he’ll take it... 

Fal: Oh, is that wine...? It looks like it would pair nicely with cheese. Would you be so kind as to give the sender my thanks?

Notes

This is most likely a reference to the Senran Kagura game series, made by the same developer, where one game has a weapon called the “Chikuwa Grenade Launcher”. It also refers to how some Gras guns were dismantled and turned into grenade launchers during WW1.